Red and Blue Sunset

The herdsman had actually started coming in earlier for work. While still not on time, he was usually less than fifteen minutes late so I didn't have to call him. This morning, he hadn't shown yet by the time Mike arrived and we needed the herdsman to start. I walked outside and called his number. He answered after a few rings w/ a sleepy "Good Morning, I'll be there soon." I was speechless and just hung up. Don't know if it was that I actually had to wake him up or the "Good Morning" which he has never deigned to say to me under any circumstance. Afraid I lost it and yelled, "That Idiot!" as I walked back into the utility room. That felt so good I yelled it again, a little louder, and w/ a little jump for emphasis "THAT BLASTED IDIOT!" I hadn't realized Mike was still in the utility room and seemed a little startled. "He'll be here soon." I replied in my normal voice. "We can bring in the first group." I know. I'm old enough to have more self control. I'll work on it. (However, you might want to refrain from saying "Good Morning" to me for awhile.)