So I was sitting here at my desk, with nothing left to do, and it was Friday afternoon before a long holiday weekend (we don’t get Monday off, but pretty much everybody is taking Monday as a vacation day, so I will be one of three people here since I am new and thus have no vacation time to take. It will be me and one person from Payroll. Seriously.), and anyway, I decided to blog, and the. Power. Went. Out.
It’s back on, but it’s 4:12 PM. I think the power outage is a sign that I should pack up and go home, but there seems to be a crew of diehards hanging about.
Before I go, let me tell you that I had a couple of “meet and greets” today, with a couple of department heads, and I was feeling a little unprepared, but they both went well. I was well-pleased with myself, and went strutting down the street back to my office building a la John Travolta back in the Saturday Night Fever days. “Well you can tell by the way I use my walk…”
And then as I was nearing my building, an incredibly sweaty man with wacked-out eyes passed me, drinking an orange soda, and screamed, “Well, that mu’fucka was SLOW!” as I passed him.
Sometimes I think the universe just lobs you one to check your reflexes if you’re getting too cocky.
Have a delightfully unbalanced weekend…
P.S. Someone just came over the PA system and said, "Please be advised...we are having...electrical problem." And, end scene. Well, that's helpful, thanks.
1 comment:
I tend to stay until the bitter end, too, at my work. I mostly do it to see who else will stay and to see if those staying bitch about those leaving early. They always do and I like being in "the know."
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