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Aug. 9th, 2004 06:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pantryslutThis was the Mondayest Monday I have had in a long, long time.
Due to minor domestic tribulations at home, I left the house late.
I caught the train right away -- but there was another train ahead of us in the tunnel, moving verrrry slowly.
I forgot my badge. I forgot my supervisor's name.
I forgot my lunch.
I forgot my jacket.
My supervisor was out (she fell off a horse) and so couldn't sign my time card.
Her stand-in didn't know my work order number.
All problems were solved, eventually, and everyone else was cheerful enough about it all because, you know, it's Monday, things happen. But I am a wreck.
Due to minor domestic tribulations at home, I left the house late.
I caught the train right away -- but there was another train ahead of us in the tunnel, moving verrrry slowly.
I forgot my badge. I forgot my supervisor's name.
I forgot my lunch.
I forgot my jacket.
My supervisor was out (she fell off a horse) and so couldn't sign my time card.
Her stand-in didn't know my work order number.
All problems were solved, eventually, and everyone else was cheerful enough about it all because, you know, it's Monday, things happen. But I am a wreck.
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Date: 2004-08-09 08:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-10 08:09 am (UTC)Abrazos.