Page 7 of Omega's Tempting Fate
Chapter 3 - Cody
Icursed under my breath as I filled out the bug report form… again.
“Beta release my ass,” I grumbled. “Should call in pest control for the number of bugs in this app.”
I attached screen captures of the error code, then submitted the form.
“Off into the void,” I huffed.
I’d managed to mostly ignore the new app on Friday, since I’d had to make sure all our properties were ready for weekend arrivals. But by the time Tuesday rolled around I couldn’t put it off any longer.
By the following Thursday I felt like I was fighting the software more than I was doing the job Donna actually paid me for.
I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling. I had too much to do to continue fucking around with the app.
I grabbed my tablet and stood.
“I’m going out to inspect the units expecting guests this weekend,” I called into Donna’s office.
“Would you? I’d appreciate it. I’ve got a phone meeting in an hour.”
“Do you need me to come back for it?”
“No, I’ll let any other calls go to voicemail. It’s more important to make sure the properties are ready.”
“Ok, see you when I get back.”
I snagged the keys to the company car, which had the logo magnets on it, then headed out. I’d start with a couple condos on the south end of town, then head up Cliffside towards Billionaire Row.
As much as I hated it, the trip would also allow me to give the new app a proper trial run.
∞∞∞
I frowned and double-checked the schedule, followed by the client correspondence, then I picked up the phone.
“Drinks again?” Theo teased. “That’s about the only reason you call this early.”
“No. I’ve got a question for you.”
“Shoot.”
“Do I have you scheduled for private lessons and a lifeguard shift this weekend?”
“Yeah. You talked to me about it last week. Private lessons and lifeguarding for a swim party. We even spoke about how lucky you’d been that I wasn’t booked up this time of year. What’s up? Client cancel?”
My frown deepened. “No. It’s still on. I just didn’t see you on my schedule and I needed to make sure.”
“Probably just forgot to update it. Don’t worry, you’re good.”
“Ok. Thanks.”
“So, drinks?”
“Maybe tomorrow. I’m beat. Dealing with this damn app is kicking my ass.”
“Lemme know.” The sound of the phone moving. “No running!”
I chuckled. “Sounds like you’ve got your hands full.”
