Still on time for the bus, now he thinks he has time to sit in my car and chat... GET OUT. Not that I don't love Bubba -- but mornings are not time for conversation, get out of my car and keep that morning banter to yourself. I would be the lead anchor for the anti-Today show. Funny idea now that I think about it... 2 grumpy people slurping coffee, yeah morning another day, look get a shower and do something with that hair, the coffee is cooking... traffic sucks, it's hot, more later... cripes it's early. Ok maybe just me.
Traffic was no fun this morning it's freaking August - August in DC is lovely, its 100 degrees with 1000 percent humidity and folks leave town... traffic is a freaking breeze. Except for today, because apparently there was too much sunshine so people had to hit each other just to make sure we really appreciate the rainy days.
So... finally get to work, plenty of time for my 9AM conference call things are going well.... until I tried to get into the parking garage... pass card didn't work... pull up pull back, take it off the windshield and wave it around (I'm sure I looked like freaking idiot) still no success - push the magic button to parking garage gods (played by Abu from the Simpsons) but he wasn't there it was just a lonely ringing sound... and the clock ticked closer and closer to that 9:00 AM deadline... so backed out swung around to Target parked there ran to the office, barked at the lovely woman who handles all this then ran to my office.... for a 5 minute call that was "we just got new marching orders we'll call y'all tomorrow and let you know." I chewed the phone cord, grabbed my purse to move my car... as my parking pass was part of the great parking lot meltdown of 8:45 AM. I trotted off to Target and proceeded to nab the next to last spot on the G2 level; thank goodness because I hate G3, it's dark, its creepy... ewwww.
As I return to my place of employment (for now) and humbly apologize for any cranky words spoken to the very nice woman who handles the details I started my day again. The usual, reviews and the like, my second conference call of the day was all of 10 minutes where the company "running" this mess starts arguing within themselves then puts the conference on hold, then the conference call woman says "this call has ended at the request of the host, please hang up." I had to laugh there was nothing else to do... and the look of dis-belief on my co-workers faces were fun too... because I probably had the same one.
So the question for the day is... why did I get out of bed?
"2 grumpy people slurping coffee"
ReplyDelete*oo oo oo* I think that sounds like a job for Snug and Gigs! Or is it a gig for Gigs and Snuggie? I don't know. I hope Wednesday is better!