Frazzles & Co.

That Time Logan Earned a Cap and Gown...

by Chantelle - 5:17 PM

Now, I could have dealt with having a dentist appointment at 8:00 in the morning. And I could deal with doing grown-up errands all morning. Having an orthodontist appointment right after a dentist appointment is not ideal, but that too could be manageable.

And then the dentist booked a follow-up appointment for this Friday. At the exact time I would be driving through Alsask, Saskatchewan coming home. AND it could not be booked for next week because my dentist was out of town. AND it could not be booked for the week after that, because it can't wait that long. Awesome.

Errands ran smoothly, paperwork was handed in on time, and I figured I could squeeeeeze just one more thing in before my orthodontist appointment at 11:30. Even though the parkade confused me more than it should have, I made it just on time! Or so I thought. The receptionist gave me an exasperated "You're twenty minutes late!"

Wut.

I was positive they had told me to come at 11:30, but apparently they had written me down for 11:10. I had missed my time slot. There were no openings today. Or tomorrow. And the likelihood of a cancellation was extremely remote. And of course all my other appointments have to be so many exact dates after that first one. Which meant I would have to reschedule every single thing. Which meant I would have to miss work. A lot.

So what did I do?

I got some ice cream, drove home, flung myself on the bed, called my mom, and threw a temper tantrum. (Sorry Mom...) And when she hung up, I finished my ice cream and pouted.

My name is Chantelle, and I am four years old.

But this afternoon I had to run get a few things from Walmart, and I picked up an artichoke because they were cheap and I've always secretly wanted to try one! And then I stopped by Value Village to see if I could find a dress for my little sister, and SURPRISE! It was 50% off day! And I found a blue Gap cardigan for $5! It's blue, and I don't have a BLUE cardigan yet! Then I went home and cleaned my room and did laundry. That always calms me down. Then I figured out a way to make photobooth pictures for super cheap. Like, we're talking 66 cents or less a piece instead of 5 dollars at the mall. Win. That made me super happy! And for supper, I made pasta and cooked my artichoke and it was super good!

I'm in a better mood now. And I'll worry about my 7.3 billion mouth appointments later. Tomorrow I'm going home! :)

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My Sassy Black Friend

by Chantelle - 9:56 PM

Okay. So.

I made a sassy black friend at work. (Let's call her Shaniqua.) We were interviewed at the same time, and when she saw me on the first day of training, I was greeted with a hearty"Hey gurrrrrl!!". After chatting, it was discovered that we both live on the west side of Lethbridge. Momma Froc raised me to be a polite little nugget, so I casually mentioned that if she ever needed a ride, I'd be more than happy to help her out. I guess I must have miscommunicated, because after that she was like "Okay! What time will you be there tomorrow?"

I should have figured out right then that this was going to be an interesting friendship. It's probably best illustrated with examples.

-That first day, Shaniqua invites herself along when I leave for lunch. We had barely "known" each other for a few hours when she proceeds to explicitly tell me all about her relationships, including her um... best friend with benefits deal. I can not tell you exactly how she described it, because I would get my mouth washed out with soap, and I can not in good conscience talk about "special hugs" when I KNOW that my mother sometimes checks up on me here.

-"You know... you are a white girl. But you have the body of a black girl!"

-Last night, I'm babysitting for my cousins, and at like... 9? 10? I get a phone call. It's Shaniqua. "Hey gurrrrl! What time do we need to be at work?" "8:30. Why?" "$%#$%@#$^%^!!!! It's 9:00! I'm so late!" "No, no 8:30 tomorrow morning!"

*long pause*

"OOOOOH! It's night time! I am so sorry! I just woke from a nap! I'll see you tomorrow gurl!"

-"I love the hip hop! And dancing like at the clubs. Except Lethbridge music is so boring. Do you go to the clubs?!" *slow head turn* "...No."

-"Being short is awesome. Like tall girls, they can't wear nothing. They can't wear heels because it looks bad. I can wear ANYTHING and I look sexy."

-"I am going to hair school in the fall. I love to do hair." "Oh that will be fun! You can do my hair then!" "Yeh, except I only know how to do black girl hair." "That's okay! You can give me black girl hair! I'll let you do anything to ma hurrr." "BAHAHA gurrrrl!"

-This morning I had Beyonce playing in my car. (It happens. Frequently.) Anyways, we bonded over mutual love for Beyonce, Whitney Houston, and Etta James. But of course, Shaniqua had to inform me that, "No way. There is NO way you can love Etta more than me man! NO ONE loves her as much as me." I decided not to argue.

Most of the time, I'm not sure what to think about Shaniqua, but it's freaking hilarious spending any amount of time around her. This summer is going to be anything but boring. :)