Estimated wait time is unknown.
*scratches behind ear*
Well that's weird. MOUSES!
Estimated wait time is twenty-one minutes.
NOW we're talkin'.
Estimated wait time is fifty-six minutes.
WHA ???
Estimated wait time is fifty-seven minutes.
WHAT THE MOUSES?
Estimated wait time is one hundred and seven minutes.
*jaw drops*
WE'RE GOIN' IN ENTIRELY THE WRONG DIRECTION, PEOPLE! ENTIRELY THE WRONG DIRECTION!!!
MOUSES!!!
Whew! Down to forty-somethin' minutes. That's better.
I suppose...
You know, when you're in an on-line queue, you expect for there to be no shovin' or pushin' or line-jumpin', or any other stuff like that. YOU EXPECT to move forward in an orderly fashion, and...
NINETY-TWO MINUTES!
MOUSES!
Gosh darn it, these peeps are lucky I'm tryin' to register on-line, 'CAUSE LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHIN', if this were happenin' to me in purrson, I'D BE SCRATCHIN' SOMEBODY'S EYES OUT, FOR SURE.
On the other paw, you scratch someone's eyes out while waitin', I bet they send you straight to the back of the line.
MOUSES!
Oh my mouses. Oh my mouses! OH MY MOUSIE MOUSIN' MOUSES!
Estimated wait time is three minutes.
I'm almost there, my friends. I'M ALMOST THERE! I'm so close I can taste it. My tail is just a quiverin'.
Oohhh... Oohhh... OOHHH...
The screen is changin'. The screen is... Now give me a mo to read what they're sayin' now. Hang tight, they say. I'm almost there.
And....
I'M IN!
Never, EVER, have I been so happy in all my nine lives.
What?
WHAT?
WHAT?
I'M NOT ALLOWED TO REGISTER ON ACCOUNT OF MY BEIN' A CAT?
That's specism, that is.
*furiously pens letter to the Government of Nova Scotia explaining they need to include a disclaimer on all websites explaining registrations are not open to cats, BEFORE said cats start waitin' in line*
MOUSES!
Remember to mask up, too.
I'm sowwy yoo had to wait eleventy-billion years to find out yoo can't get a shot by the gov'mint. However... rumor has it we are safe from bad demon virus. Thank Cod I'm a Cat.
ReplyDeleteI've heard that, myself. 'Bout us bein' safe from that ol' virus and stuff, but... BUT I NEED MY PEEPS TO BE SAFE, TOO! You know, on account of 'em knowin' how to open tins and things. MOUSES!
DeleteWell now, that's pretty darn rude of them!
ReplyDeleteYou sure got THAT right. I mean, couldn't they have told me I couldn't register BEFORE I waited all that time? MOUSES!
DeleteAnd in other news... Peepers did manage to get an appointment for her mama peep. PURRS
Seville, I'm in the same boat, and I'm a people!
ReplyDeleteThey won't take appointments until they know a shipment is due.
So, I keep logging on, hoping the website will update...but no, it's not.
Pharmacy sites aren't allowing sign-ups, unless you are an essential worker.
The Hubby and I want our vaccines, a two-shot or one-shot...just let us get'em!
Peepers isn't old enough to get her shots yet - won't be for a while - but she did manage to make an appointment for her mama peep, this week. And APPARENTLY, I don't qualify for one on account of my bein' a cat. Least that's what they're sayin'. MOUSES!
DeleteMy human can't sign up yet because she doesn't fit into any special category. Although she SHOULD because she wants to go back to volunteering at hospitals with me. But apparently that isn't good enough to get in any earlier. So she'll have to wait to get on hold.
ReplyDeleteSame thing here. Peepers is too young and they won't get to her age group for a while. She did manage to get an appointment for her mama peep, though. AND AS FOR ME... Well APPARENTLY, I need not apply. MOUSES!
DeleteI have been doing a lot of waiting too- trying to get my hubby the COVID vaccine. I am still not eligible.
ReplyDeleteStill not? STILL as in you're gonna get one but not just yet? Accordin' to their website, I'm NEVER gonna be eligible. You know, on account of my bein' a cat. Peepers is too young like you, but she got an appointment for her mama peep for this week. PURRS
Deleteyep. We all share your pain. have a mouse and cheer up!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a very good idea. MOUSES!
DeleteUgh, we HATE when that happens, Sivvers. It's like they're doing it to mess with you. Or maybe it's all just a mess. MOUSES!
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure they're tryin' to mess with me, my friend. Jealousy, I am sure. They're jealous on account of their not bein' cats. MOUSES!
DeleteInterested cats want to know: were you after shots of whisky, nip, veterinary, or some other sort? Mrs H does most things on-line these days on account of not being allowed in the greengrocers on the bicycle; at least not at the speeds she wants to go through on, MOL
ReplyDeletePurrs
ERin
They don't let her ride her bike in the store? That's not right. MOUSES!
DeleteThat is just discriminations! We demand R-E-S-P-E-C-T! Find out what it means to ME! Wait, I feel a cat song coming on! Meow, Mrawr, Rrrr, Meow
ReplyDeleteWe could maybe caterwaul together. MOUSES!
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