Worst day ever
So today really blows. Its the worst day ever.
How so, you ask? Let's start at the beginning.
I wake up to find cat vomit all over my beige carpet. Yuck.
I have to sort, organize, and manage years of paperwork accumulated during my education in order to prepare for my qualifying exams. This is depressing: either I don't remember anything from these courses or I am reminded of just what a waste of time they were in the first place.
I go to the dentist. It is located on the access road to one of the largest freeways in the U.S. in one of the cheapest rent office buildings I have ever seen. I worry about my safety. Shady folks are loitering at all entrances, smoking. (Turns out there is a rehab center in the building. At least that is explained.) Office was ghetto. Fortunately, staff were professional, competant, and nice and the office seemed clean. Turns out I have to have 7--yes, 7!--ceramic fillings replaced. That combined with other issues will run me $400--after insurance!
My car is acting up. I go to the shop. That will run me about $300. Of course they claim there is no problem with my lights. So when I come back for that when it happens again, it'll probably run me another coupla hundred. My extended (read: expensive) warranty won't cover any of this.
I finally make it to work around 1:30. Good news: a coauthor has quickly reponded to my email and has made revisions to a draft I sent her last night at 7 p.m. Bad news: upon looking at said draft, I determine that somehow my 10 hours of work on it yesterday were lost. Worse news: can't find the new draft anywhere. Pending news: asking network admin to look for last night's backup. Worse possible outcome: I worked on the paper for 10 full hours yesterday and never saved it once, OR I somehow saved an older version and lost all my changes.
Now: I am stuck at work with no car and no desire to be here. HELP! GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!
On a positive side, some colleagues tell me trouble comes in 3s and that soon the tide will turn. They, however, have yet to hear the story about the cat vomit.
How so, you ask? Let's start at the beginning.
I wake up to find cat vomit all over my beige carpet. Yuck.
I have to sort, organize, and manage years of paperwork accumulated during my education in order to prepare for my qualifying exams. This is depressing: either I don't remember anything from these courses or I am reminded of just what a waste of time they were in the first place.
I go to the dentist. It is located on the access road to one of the largest freeways in the U.S. in one of the cheapest rent office buildings I have ever seen. I worry about my safety. Shady folks are loitering at all entrances, smoking. (Turns out there is a rehab center in the building. At least that is explained.) Office was ghetto. Fortunately, staff were professional, competant, and nice and the office seemed clean. Turns out I have to have 7--yes, 7!--ceramic fillings replaced. That combined with other issues will run me $400--after insurance!
My car is acting up. I go to the shop. That will run me about $300. Of course they claim there is no problem with my lights. So when I come back for that when it happens again, it'll probably run me another coupla hundred. My extended (read: expensive) warranty won't cover any of this.
I finally make it to work around 1:30. Good news: a coauthor has quickly reponded to my email and has made revisions to a draft I sent her last night at 7 p.m. Bad news: upon looking at said draft, I determine that somehow my 10 hours of work on it yesterday were lost. Worse news: can't find the new draft anywhere. Pending news: asking network admin to look for last night's backup. Worse possible outcome: I worked on the paper for 10 full hours yesterday and never saved it once, OR I somehow saved an older version and lost all my changes.
Now: I am stuck at work with no car and no desire to be here. HELP! GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!
On a positive side, some colleagues tell me trouble comes in 3s and that soon the tide will turn. They, however, have yet to hear the story about the cat vomit.
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