Yesterday was a real Monday morning and so many things seemed to go wrong. I couldn’t get my soda farls to defrost, I forgot my lunch and had to go home for it and I forgot to take my phone to work. There were other things as well, but I have tried to wipe them from my memory so as not to believe that somehow Monday mornings are cursed.
Someone I work with was talking to our IT support people and they put her on a hold for minute while they fixed something. So she wandered off for about 10 minutes and then when she came back to the phone and found there was no-one there she incredulously told me that she couldn’t believe they had hung up. Actually what had happened was that the IT had come back to the phone, found no-one at the other end and then called the office to find out what was going on and told me the outcome of the issue. I am still scratching my head as to why she was surprised that she couldn’t wander off for so long and somehow they’d just be dutifully waiting for her at the end of the line.
My weird colleague continued to harangue me yesterday. He came over to sarcastically comment on my hair cut. I suggested that he choose his words wisely. He then came back a while later and asked if I had a bus map. I didn’t. Finally he came over to tell me about the latest form of flu that is expected to hit the country. I listened briefly and then walked off. Maybe he’ll get the message in the end.
Oh and it seems that it truly does pay to recycle. Although I suspect Tesco will be withdrawing this scheme rather sharply if they have not done so already.
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