Thursday, April 7, 2011

So I came home from work this morning...

...Just a quick stop off, as I'm heading out to get my car inspected, and I see a doggie wandering around the front of my building. I think I've seen it walked by one of the locals before. I ask a few people who are *going* to work if they know whose doggie it is, but most of my neighbors are Korean and don't seem to talk to me for some reason. Anywho, I use the magic word("Treat!") he comes trotting over, and I inspect the collar. The address isn't local. I call the phone number, which is out of service. Sighing, I take the doggie up and barricade him in the kitchen while I call the property office in a vain hope that it'll be open. To my surprise it is, but it's really the call center for the company, and when I say "maybe you could call the property manager and tell her what's going on, she'll know who this belongs to."

"I'm sorry, it will be against protocol if I call her on her private cell unless there is a building emergency."

"Listen, she loves animals. She won't mind."

"I'm sorry, you're going to have to wait until the office opens." :roll: So now the doggie is hanging out in my kitchen.

His name is Oreo, by the way.

I'm going to miss my appointment.

1 comment:

Ashley said...

you are such a softie matt! <3