I’m going to have to object to the term “Good Morning”
There are some mornings that you think to yourself, “I just shouldn’t have gotten out of bed at all.” Unfortunately this morning has certainly been one of those. The clock has finally flashed past noon and I feel it is possibly safe enough to begin chronicling what has been one of the worst mornings for me in a long, long time.
I woke up, as I do most mornings, protesting the light in our bedroom. I dragged myself out of bed and plopped myself down into my office chair. In my usual morning haze I managed to unlock my workstation and that’s when things started to go down hill. First and foremost I noticed an “Error: Network connection has been lost” box floating on top of a reminder that I had an 8:30AM call I just didn’t want to be on. I hoped the error message was nothing to worry about but as I tried to reconnect to work services I realized I had no internet access at all. Now, a geek without internet access is like a fish without water even without the looming fact that I need to work; which requires the internet.
Needless to say the internet is a no-go and I make the decision to shower and get dressed right after my 8:30 call and rush into the local field office prior to my next call. As I am hitting end on my Treo I am hopping into the shower and I get done in record time. Check the internet one last time with no success and pack up to head into the office. This is where the story really goes down hill.
As I am loading my work bag and what not into the back seat I realize the drivers door is not closed. It’s not wide open, but it is certainly ajar. I open it and water rolls off the arm rest and onto the floor at my feet. Looking inside the seat is wet and the floor is a puddle. I tried to clean it the best I could but I needed to get on the road to make it in time for a call. As I sit down I realize that while I tried to dry the seat, there was still a good deal of water in it.
So here I am with my wet butt and thighs driving down the road staring at the clock and hoping I am going to make it on time. The traffic is horrible and some idiot let a school bus get in front of us. I finally make it to where I think I can break off and take a shortcut to find the police blocking off the road, most likely flooded from the rain last night. I continue on in bottleneck traffic and decide I’ll try another shortcut. I guess this route, which is usually empty, was broadcast to everybody in the county as it too was bumper to bumper traffic. Needless to say I took my next call in the car; something I very much dislike doing.
By the time I made it into the office I was able to setup my computer just in time to get onto 2 hours of back to back calls. What a horrible morning.
However, I do need to point out that my morning was not the worst there is to have. I’d like to take this time to offer my sympathies to a friend of mine, and a reader of this blog, Scott. Scott was faced with making the hardest decision a pet owner ever has to make. This morning he was forced to put one of his beloved cats down. Yesterday his cat began having some serious issues. As he posted entries on Twitter and his personal blog my heart tore open. I couldn’t imagine going through what he has and I fear the day that one of my boys becomes ill. This morning he had to make the decision we all hope to never make; but know at some poiont we may have to. Scott, I am truly sorry for your loss and I know words alone wont do anything.
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