You know these people?!?

verbatim:

me: where is she? It's ten to...
[five minutes later]
I'll give her a call. Maybe she's lost or something.
[ringading]
her: uhh, hello?
[her tone rises, like she's busy with ten kids.]
me: uhh. Hi. uhh. Are you coming in today?
[I'm thrown off by her tone. Wouldn't she be expecting me to call?]
her: oh yeah... I forgot about that.
me: oh. you--forgot?
her: yeah. I'm [coughcough] pretty sick. Been sick all weekend.
me: So, are you at home?
her: Yeah, I'm at home.
me: You're not coming in?
her: Well, I don't know where it is!
me: Oh, I sent you directions yesterday to your email. You didn't get that?
her: Well, I don't have a computer, so I don't check it much.
me: But you said you were gonna talk to him. You didn't ask him for directions?
her: Well, I did. But they were really bad. I don't know...
me: Bad directions?
her: Yeah, I don't know where it is.
[pause. you fucking idiot.]
me: Ok, anyway. Bye.
her: Yeah, I'm sorry about it.
me: Goodbye.
[click]

[note: anyone out there planning to hire a girl from Alberta, let me know and I'll verify that you're not hiring a complete jackass.]