Quiet automatic

It begins here.

But nothing was quiet.

Or automatic. We didn't know.

She was out of breath, huffing and gasping, a cold sweat ran down her forehead. She shivered and looked up at me in the dark. I couldn't do anything. And I woke up.

The phone rang about 5 am. It was my partner. We had a body. No doer he said. Yet. No "cause of" yet either. But a body. Work. The others would make the call anyway.

He picked me up. Drove me to the scene. It was quiet. A gull landed on the piling behind it. Silent. I thought it was odd. The quiet. When a body spends any significant amount of time in the water it changes. It gets changed. Not in a good way. So "no doer" and "no cause of" was not unusual. The smell was not unusual either. Hard to get used to but you did get. Eventually. Helped if you had an empty stomach.

The more things change the more they stay the same.

So I tried to squeeze my work van into a too small space at a convenience store in the Northeast. Hit someone's pickup truck. Not major. Scratched the paint on both vehicles. My door hinge caught the edge of the bumper on the truck when I tried to back up. Curled the edge up. I went inside and found the owner of the pickup. We exchanged information. Later she called me on my cell phone to tell me she wants my company to pay her $500 deductible because I hit her. I gave her the phone number for work and told her to call them in the morning.

Then when I went to pick up the equipment for the side job I have lined up it was damaged. So I only took one out of the three main components. At least I caught it before I took delivery. Then I got home and realized I forgot to buy catfood. And My Persian needs a bath. And a haircut. And I don't mean he's going to the groomer. I have to put him in the tub and wash his poopy butt myself. And shave him with the trimmer. After I go buy catfood.  This day sucked.