Today is just not my day. I didn’t sleep well, even though I took a sleeping pill last night. Maybe having a seventy nine poundLabradorlying across my legs all night had something to do with my lack of sleep. Consequently I didn’t even make the effort to get up and walk on the treadmill. Sometime between last night after yoga class and this morning I lost one of my rings. I didn’t notice it until I took my rings off to put on lotion this morning. Talk about being aware of my surroundings.
Since I spent the morning scouring the house, my gloves and the dogs’ mouths for any trace of the missing ring, I was running a little late to work. That was when I noticed that I was almost out of gas. That necessitated a trip to the gas station, woohoo. There goes another thirty dollars and I get to smell like gas all day. What a waste of the Calvin Klein, Euphoria I dearly love.
I get to work, turn on my computer and attempt to change my voicemail recording, but kept getting an automated response saying I was entering the wrong access code. I thought “what the..”. That was when I noticed that the extension on the display was not mine. My first thought was that some jackass was playing a practical joke and had switched phones. Not funny. I spent five minutes looking through the extension list looking for the person whose extension I had. I found it under “W”, of course it would be “W”. To make matters worse, it was a person who worked the parts call center. That means my phone would ring nonstop from customers wanting to order something that I would have no idea what they were asking for or how to get it to them. I had no idea who had my phone or if they were calling 900 numbers on my extension, oh joy. I could hear HR calling me to the office. And it’s not even 7am.
I think I should just throw in the towel, go home and crawl back under the covers and the seventy nine pound lab.
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Excellent post! Keep up the nifty work!