this is what happens when the majority of your brain cells go on protest
So I woke up really earlythis morning, around 5:15am, which is REALLY EARLY for me. I like waking up at past 8am, eat breakfast, watch some tv, read a book...but there you go, I'm daydreaming again.
To continue then - I left the apartment at 6AM, took a pedicab and a jeepney just to get to train station on time, and ran for the office after leaving the train. Heck, you could tell that I was excited. Or tense. Or maybe just late. I had a "meeting" at "7AM", and my boss would kill me if ever miss out on one.
Anyway, when I arrived at our floor, the lights were still out, so I was pretty sure that I was the earliest to arrive, and I felt really damn competent when I sat down on my desk. Until I logged on my PC that is, and saw my outlook calendar.
The meeting is scheduled for Tuesday afternoon PACIFIC TIME you moron, and I arrived at the office on a very early Tuesday morning GMT +8. Predictably, my whole day went downhill from there.
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But not too bad actually, because it's now 8:15pm and I'm already in my apartment, fixing my laundry, and I got to cook dinner too. So yeah, it's not too bad. Except for the part that I was (and still am) a moron.
To continue then - I left the apartment at 6AM, took a pedicab and a jeepney just to get to train station on time, and ran for the office after leaving the train. Heck, you could tell that I was excited. Or tense. Or maybe just late. I had a "meeting" at "7AM", and my boss would kill me if ever miss out on one.
Anyway, when I arrived at our floor, the lights were still out, so I was pretty sure that I was the earliest to arrive, and I felt really damn competent when I sat down on my desk. Until I logged on my PC that is, and saw my outlook calendar.
The meeting is scheduled for Tuesday afternoon PACIFIC TIME you moron, and I arrived at the office on a very early Tuesday morning GMT +8. Predictably, my whole day went downhill from there.
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But not too bad actually, because it's now 8:15pm and I'm already in my apartment, fixing my laundry, and I got to cook dinner too. So yeah, it's not too bad. Except for the part that I was (and still am) a moron.