Saturday, March 1, 2008

Early morning rant

I am sorry. Its raining, wet, no where to go and on top of that, I received a call from my insurance agent asking us whether we have decided on an insurance package he recommended for our little Ash.

First of all, he already spent the entire night explaining, more like pestering, to us the various options we have with regards to insurance for kids last Wednesday. And, he wants to call us some more on a Saturday morning!! Imagine, there I was having just given a cranky Ash a sponge bath and wanting to put her to bed, the door bell rang. It was our insurance man smiling at me at the door, at 8pm. The hubby hasn't return home yet and with a cranky lil baby, I was just not in the mood to listen to potential investment options. But, he waited around for my hubby while in the meantime, exchanging small talk with me. I found that to be utterly annoying cos I was in the middle of watching American Idol!!

Luckily, the hubby came home about 20 minutes later and I promptly went upstairs with the cranky one hoping she would sleep. That was about 9pm and our agent remarked "Ha, so early you want to put her to bed, she might wake up again later in the night". The nerve!! Man, I wish I could just tell him "Look, mister, if I don't put her to bed right now, I will be one to wake up later in the night to haunt you!". Did I? No, I have changed and I merely smiled, nodded my head and went on my way.

I tried to put her to sleep but she didn't want to sleep. I tried for a while. Put her down, she cried. Cradled her, she cried. I gave up. I took her downstairs to her father. There she sat playing while we listened to boring stories. The guy spoke so loud, I couldn't even hear what Simon Cowell had to say. Geezzzz...

After about 20 minutes, the cranky one became...even more CRANKY. A clear indication of her wanting to go to bed but didn't want to since she knew or assumed that we were all having fun without her and if she were to go to bed, she would miss out on all the fun?? Well, how I wish I could be her and go to bed instead of listening to the same thing over and over and over...

It was almost 10pm and I quickly made her some milk while she cried and cried again (thinking she was missing the fun) in her cot. Hubby had to excuse himself so he could pacify Ash. I made the milk as quickly as I could, ran upstairs, took over from the hubby (like a tag team and all) and he went down to continue being tortured.

She slept within minutes of drinking her milk. Thank God for that. I went downstairs, they were still talking. OMG...the guy just doesn't get the hint does he??? He went on and on again about unit trusts investments, mortgage life insurance, home loan (??). Gosh, he persisted even after seeing us being obviously inconvenient by his presence or maybe, he really wasn't aware of that fact. And you know what else? He continued even after the entire American Idol is over and only left quarter to 11pm!! *gasp*. Let me tell you, I was utterly exhausted just listening to him and yawned like a thousand times as if I was pregnant or something.

By the time we sent him off, it was way past our dinner time and we still had to finish our dinner!! Its either you have to take your hats off to these people for being so utterly thick skinned or simply DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR for them the next time they decide to pop in at un-godly hours!! The thing is, when you have kids, 8pm is the new 3am..

Bah! Don't mind me. Have a good weekend folks!!


Mommy to Chumsy said...

Don't open the door next time :D I really dislike people like them. Thick-faced and utterly annoying.

Kopi Soh said...

Just drop by to inform all my "hawkers" dat I've closed the kopitiam. Will miss all of you terribly, do take care of yourselves.

Warm Hugs Owes,
Kopi Soh

Shireen Loh said...

Barb : I wish I could..:-(...I need my road tax and car insurance...

Kopisoh : haiyor..kopisoh..anyways, hope all is well..and good luck

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