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Hoo Boy!

I woke up this morning expecting a nice, calm Friday. No dice. First, even though I got up at 7am, the household time warp delayed our departure until after 8 am. Some of this was also due to the house gremlins hiding my lunch bag.

Now the plan was to drop off datapard at work, and then proceed to the train station. Unfortunately, I was too late to catch the 8 am series of trains. So I drove.

Now, I have a ordinary car, you know, 4 wheels on the ground, internal combustion engine, all that. What can I say, I got it used. I don't stunt it. Needless to say, I got really ticked when this fancy assed magemobile started leapfrogging me, and making me have to slam on my brakes. He'd leapfrog, then move over to the next lane which promptly slow down, then he'd get behind me and do the leapfrog thing again. I finally laid a sticky mud attraction on his pristine clean caddy, and he was very busy trying to remove is before he hit too many puddles. Accident averted, but I was casting without coffee.

I got to work, and one system mishap after the other has kept me from my coffee. This includes not having the umph to send my office fetch to get my damned coffee. The thing just sits there and plays with itself, and any other random thing in my office.

Shit. Now my boss is complaining about the table rearrangement in the conference room. It seems the damn movers put the network ports on the damn ceiling again. I either need a lot of coffee, or a ladder.


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Jan. 27th, 2006 06:40 pm (UTC)
It must be the day for these jerks. I had an issue with a brand-new (no plates yet) Mercedes on the Guadalupe, this morning.
Jan. 31st, 2006 06:04 am (UTC)
For me it was an 18 wheeler coasting 20 feet behind my S-10 pickup. I wish I had a lightup sign on the back of the shell that I could switch on at will. It would say "Extra fifty gallon gas tank built into shell. If you hit it you will also be toast. Now BACK OFF!" I finally got rid of this joker when we hit the four-lane some 20 miles away from where he first zoomed up to me. Then he pushed me all the way over to the edge of the pavement because he forgot to swing wide enough to get the trailer past. That is why I hate to drive on Friday. They are all in a hurry to go nowhere.
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