Strange Day
I left home a little late and any hopes I had of catching my normal train were dashed by a rather slow man purchasing his ticket.
My wife rang to see if I had made the train and I told her I may as well have stayed and packed my laptop, had a coffee and put my makeup on. I sat on a bench on the platform applying my makeup and a few minutes latter my wife appeared clutching the laptop!
On arrival at Liverpool Street I made my way to the bus stop, just in time to see a bus pull out. So I queued for ten minutes for the next bus. I got on the bus but had to get off again as my Oyster card had ran out of credit!
Back down into the station I went with all my heavy baggage. The ticket office was very busy so it took a while to get served. I had to spend every penny I had on topping up the card.
I went and got the bus and was good and hopped off two stops early. I arrived at work to find the grounds full of people due to a fire alarm activation. Half an hour later we were allowed to enter the building.
By lunchtime I realised I had not even had time to put my packed lunch in the fridge. Not having any money left I risked eating it.
I made a call to a web-hosting company as I needed some information about an account my employer has with them. The man I spoke to was most helpful, but the highlight was that he referred to me as miss. I had never told him I prefer to be addressed as female. That was a pick me up after such a bad start to the day. Maybe my voice is improving!
The mood of the day soon turned sour again though. First two colleagues got into a row that looked like it was going to turn physical. Having witnessed it I had to have a series of meetings with all concerned.
I picked up a pad to take notes for a colleague and managed to receive a paper cut right in the crease of my little finger. Seconds later my colleague leaned back in his office chair and a leg snapped tipping him to the floor.
I did not know whether to laugh or cry.
I filled in the accident book and started typing up a report on the earlier dispute. I stayed late to finish the report.
I was the only member of support staff to make it in, so I never did get time to even unpack the laptop.
Then I made my way to Liverpool Street for a meeting with a customer that I recently did some freelance work for. I felt a bit awkward as I now did not have a penny left to buy a drink with.
I got back home abut 10:15 pm, so my diet went out the window.