I Want a Do-Over
Oct. 15th, 2007 11:57 amMonday = teh suck
So, I was supposed to get up early for a training seminar today, which I did, but the heavens descided to open up and recreate Noah's flood while I was in the shower. (Outdoors, not in my shower.) Sat around for 30 minutes waiting for the rain to slack up just enough for me to get to my car without looking like I had taken a shower in my clothes. Let's just say it's a good thing I don't dry my curly hair completely in the morning before I leave -- it wouldn't have made a difference today.
Despite being late because of flooded streets and beastly traffic, I stopped by the pusher to pick up my morning hit of caffeine. Ran up to my office to drop off my bag, and promptly spilled my extra-large coffee all over my desk. Looked at said mess, briefly debated just going home, and then decided to heck with the training session. I'll just reschedule for next week.
I only had a few sips of nectar before my klutziness decided my desk needed it more, and now I've had nowhere near the caffeine intake I needed this morning. The stuff they make in the breakroom is vile.
I wanna go home.
So, I was supposed to get up early for a training seminar today, which I did, but the heavens descided to open up and recreate Noah's flood while I was in the shower. (Outdoors, not in my shower.) Sat around for 30 minutes waiting for the rain to slack up just enough for me to get to my car without looking like I had taken a shower in my clothes. Let's just say it's a good thing I don't dry my curly hair completely in the morning before I leave -- it wouldn't have made a difference today.
Despite being late because of flooded streets and beastly traffic, I stopped by the pusher to pick up my morning hit of caffeine. Ran up to my office to drop off my bag, and promptly spilled my extra-large coffee all over my desk. Looked at said mess, briefly debated just going home, and then decided to heck with the training session. I'll just reschedule for next week.
I only had a few sips of nectar before my klutziness decided my desk needed it more, and now I've had nowhere near the caffeine intake I needed this morning. The stuff they make in the breakroom is vile.
I wanna go home.