Beginning of my Labor Day Weekend

With all (three) of my friends gone or busy this weekend, I had intended to get new tennis shoes on Friday. This was necessary due to the fact that Austin, who had previously eaten part of the heel off, finished the job by eating the toe completely. I'm pretty sure he is part goat. He has eaten 3 pairs of my flip flops (one of them being my beloved ugly crocs), many pairs of my underwear, towels, Ryan' backpack, the handle off my suitcase, computer cables, three TV remotes, my phone charger, my remote login token from work and most recently, my $300 eyeglasses. In his defense, he usually brings the items back to me after he has ruined them so there is no question who did the damage. Back to the tennis shoes, now that they were completely worthless, i had limited options to keep my work out schedule on track. Therefore, i was forced to work out in my Uggs. Note to self...wool and working out do not mix.

Friday shoe shopping was derailed however, due to an MRI that took much longer than planned. For those who don't know, a blood clot took residence in my arm back in January and has refused to go away. Lucky me. The ER doc when i first was having pain asked if i thought the pain was just from a pulled muscle. I thought to myself, "buddy, the only thing i have been lifting with my arm is a Baconater at Wendy's, a pulled muscle is doubtful." So the most recent specialist sent me for an MRI. Not a huge deal, more of an inconvenience. As I pulled in, I was thrilled to see it was in a strip mall next to a giant Specs (Texas liquor store). Classy. Later that day, my afternoon nap was interrupted by an unknown number. Of course I didn't answer but when I listened to my voicemail, it was the MRI place. Odd, i thought, that they would be calling. So i call them back and the conversation, no joke, went like this...
MRI Tech - "Ms. Groves, I'm sorry to inform you, there is some bad news."
I'm thinking, why is the MRI-Tech telling me medical news...was he at the Specs Liquor Store on his lunch break? Me: "Um, okay?"
"Shortly after you left all our computers crashed and we lost all the information from your MRI and the other gentleman who was here."
Seriously? How am I lucky enough to have stuff like this happen to me? Perhaps they need to invest in a backup system??? I'm no IT genius but...
Me: "So what are my options?"
"Well Ma'am, we're gonna need you to come back and have the MRI done again. Of course, no cost to you"
In what universe would it even be logical for me to have to pay a second time? So, now i have to go on Wednesday and have it re-done. I am pretty sure I should just tell my boss "the dog ate my homework" when i try to explain this one to him.