I am going to KILL her!

To be jarred awake 17 minutes ahead of schedule can only be symptomatic of a day that is not going to go well...and by the time the throbbing theme of Magnum PI penetrates the hazy fog typical of an ungodly hour, signalling a phone call from home, you know, it can only go downhill from here...
'Poltu! Did I wake you?'. 30 years old, lived in India, France & the Big Apple and she can't calculate 5 ½ hours time difference. Friggin' cretin! YES!! You woke me!! 'Wait, don't hang up, it's important!!'. Oi - unless you're calling to report a dead body, NOTHING is important enough to have me twisted in the sheets during the desperate lunge to get the f***ing phone before voicemail hijacks it! But wait, obviously, none of the residents of 14 Iris are dead, because you asked if I was awake?! For fucks sake Miim!! Learn to calculate time zone differences and unless someone is dead or dying, do NOT call me anytime before 11 am!! Asking me if you can sell my TV.....?!?!?!?!?! TV? What? TV?? This is important? To whom??? Who the fuck calls in the morning to ask such a rodent like question???? (and for those of you whining that 17 minutes is hardly a great deal, let me remind you, in the Guha household, that, quite easily is the difference between life or death - YOURS!) YES! SELL IT! I don't give a fuck. Sell everything. I don't care.... just LET ME SLEEP! Aaaaargh! What makes this even more galling, is that it's not the first time (the last time was a gross miscalculation from NYC resulting in a 3 am query if I was actually going to be there on the 14th, so she could confirm lunch at Per Se...!! 'go back to sleep poltu...'). I am going to fucking kill her. But what makes it most galling? This is the pajama clad runt, who on her wedding day croaked from under the sheets, 'I'm tiiired... I don't want to go...you go instead... let me sleeeeep'!!!!! What?! You're the *&$£%"^@ BRIDE! What is WRONG with you????
This is not justifiable homicide, this is a mercy killing. Saving the world from an American returned, smelly, unwashed, daft, inconsiderate, dulcet toned, unnaturally perky, time dyslexic, crooked nosed, size zero troll disguised as a sibling. Pest control. I am so going to eradicate the sibling.

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