It's going to be one of *those* days then
Today I had Plans for my working day. I was going to be early, I was going
to do the big Monday analysis piece because my minion is on holiday today
and it was going to be a relaxing, if rather dull, day that would hopefully
end relatively early because my minion isn't here to stuff up my plans.
Um.
The first complication was that taking my sister to the station this morning
took five times as long as it usually did. There was a sports car gunning up
my tailpipe who eventually resorted to leaning on his horn and then
attempting to take the side off my car as he mounted the sidewalk and zoomed
past me. This was just while attempting to get stopped outside the station!
Drop-off achieved, I pulled out of the station...and the car in front of me
came a complete, unexpected halt without indicators in the middle of the
road so that he could let his passenger out. Just to make me happier, he
gave me the finger as he pulled away even though I hadn't actually said,
done or gestured anything.
By that stage I was just a little bit angry.
Of course, the diversion that I had to take to get from the station back to
my route to work then had roadworks on with long traffic lights just to help
the morning go better. So the motorway was crowded and slow by the time I
eventually made it there, twenty minutes later than usual, and I ended up at
the office half an hour after I usually arrive despite having set out
ridiculously early this morning. I'm now parked miles away from my building
*sigh*
In the lift up to my floor I was cheering myself up with the thought that I
still had my dull, process-driven day to look forward to and I'd probably
still manage to leave at a vaguely sensible time. That thought lasted for
around thirty seconds after I arrived at my desk. It was at that point that
I discovered that a colleague is away sick, her usual cover is on holiday so
I need to cover her work as well as mine and my minion's. Um, yay.
I am trying not to resent my colleague because she does sound pretty ill,
but this is definitely not turning into a good day. Possibly it was because
I was arrogant enough to assume that today would be good and I'd get out of
the building before 6pm? Hmm.
I am also locked out of LJ by the company firewall today so this is being
posted by email. I think that I'll get some tea and attempt another
onslaught on the badly documented reports that I'm supposed to be
covering...
to do the big Monday analysis piece because my minion is on holiday today
and it was going to be a relaxing, if rather dull, day that would hopefully
end relatively early because my minion isn't here to stuff up my plans.
Um.
The first complication was that taking my sister to the station this morning
took five times as long as it usually did. There was a sports car gunning up
my tailpipe who eventually resorted to leaning on his horn and then
attempting to take the side off my car as he mounted the sidewalk and zoomed
past me. This was just while attempting to get stopped outside the station!
Drop-off achieved, I pulled out of the station...and the car in front of me
came a complete, unexpected halt without indicators in the middle of the
road so that he could let his passenger out. Just to make me happier, he
gave me the finger as he pulled away even though I hadn't actually said,
done or gestured anything.
By that stage I was just a little bit angry.
Of course, the diversion that I had to take to get from the station back to
my route to work then had roadworks on with long traffic lights just to help
the morning go better. So the motorway was crowded and slow by the time I
eventually made it there, twenty minutes later than usual, and I ended up at
the office half an hour after I usually arrive despite having set out
ridiculously early this morning. I'm now parked miles away from my building
*sigh*
In the lift up to my floor I was cheering myself up with the thought that I
still had my dull, process-driven day to look forward to and I'd probably
still manage to leave at a vaguely sensible time. That thought lasted for
around thirty seconds after I arrived at my desk. It was at that point that
I discovered that a colleague is away sick, her usual cover is on holiday so
I need to cover her work as well as mine and my minion's. Um, yay.
I am trying not to resent my colleague because she does sound pretty ill,
but this is definitely not turning into a good day. Possibly it was because
I was arrogant enough to assume that today would be good and I'd get out of
the building before 6pm? Hmm.
I am also locked out of LJ by the company firewall today so this is being
posted by email. I think that I'll get some tea and attempt another
onslaught on the badly documented reports that I'm supposed to be
covering...