Locket blog Chap. 4 A long Day


Pennywearing the LocketA Long Day

It’s not very often I’m excited about going to work at the Cheesecake Factory.  But when you’ve spent the day being the personal servant and driver to Sheldon Cooper work seems like a dream.  Let me start by saying this was not my plan for the day.  Amy called the night before to ask if I could give Sheldon a ride today as a sudden conference had come up she needed to attend.  Amy said she was trying to get someone else to go and would get back to me.  She called back several times saying she was working on it before finally saying she couldn’t get out of it.  I am suspicious that Amy just needed a day off.

I started the day with the thought that I would be getting up early to take Sheldon to work then back home and to bed.  Sheldon began knocking on my door at 7:15 in the morning.  I groggily answered in my robe.  Sheldon smiled and handed me a list of the places he needed to go that day.  He was taking the day off to accomplish his many varied tasks.  Sheldon told me there was no hurry and that we would be leaving at 7:45.  After grabbing the list and slamming the door I proceeded to the shower and to get ready.  Much to Sheldon’s dismay we did not leave the building until 8:15 even though he had come to my door 4 more times while I struggled to get ready.  I should say that I sat on the couch drinking my coffee the last 2 attempts he made at getting me to answer the door.

I then proceeded to take Sheldon to the barber for a trim.  Then to his dentist for a cleaning before a quick stop at the podiatrist.  We ended up at the train store where I listened to Sheldon argue with another train nerd on the model train scale debate for over an hour.  He tried to get me to stop by the comic book store but I cleverly side tracked him with a trip for an ice cream cone.  Though he was disappointed that we were out of time I headed home.  Sheldon almost forgot to thank me when we reached the apartment door but at the last moment told me how nice it was that I had stepped up for team Cooper.  I again slammed the door and made my way to the bedroom to get ready for my shift.

I sent Leonard a quick email before my shift describing my day then was off to work.  It was the same old thing at work.  I spent the dinner hour waiting tables and then got behind the bar until we closed. It was a pretty normal shift except for the college intermural rugby team that was in the bar until closing.  They lavished attention on me but like most college kids did not leave squat for tips.  I really should have spilt a tray of beers on them.  It would have cooled them off and made me feel better. I returned home with an email from Leonard waiting for me.  Here’s part of it:

Welcome to the third Tuesday of the month.  It’s a good thing someone took him you know how he can be if his schedule it thrown off.  That was a really smart move with the ice cream.  Why didn’t I think of that?  Keep this up and you’ll be called Saint Penny, or if you get like me inmate 347891 for Sheldonslaughter is looking better and better.  Amy owes you big. ”

Leonard made me laugh from 3000 miles away.  He’s so sweet.  Sometimes I wonder how he puts up with Sheldon.  Then again I know he’s put up with a lot from me over the years.  Maybe it should be Saint Leonard.  He told me there is a problem with the ship they are on and it will be putting in for repairs soon. Leonard asked me if I would like to fly to Iceland for his shore leave.  I wonder how you pronounce Reykjavík.

I think I should be dusting off my unused passport that I once got for Geneva.

Iceland with no Sheldon for four days here I come.

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