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Apr. 23rd, 2005 05:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarI really don't want to be at work...but when does anyone? The calls have mostly sucked today, but it's really slow. I started out with a complete schitzo first thing and then had a couple of unreasonably long calls, as well as a minor celebrity "sighting." i like going several minutes between calls (3...2...wow, I thought I jinxed myself there...)
I woke up this morning far later than I intended to go do stuff I needed to do, but in plenty of time to get to work on time...or so I thought. So the bus is scheduled to meander by at 1056, right? Yeah that's what I thought. I'm just about to cross Northern parkway and the bus comes zipping past. I check the time...it's like 1044...I rechecked the schedule again later- yes. I was right, the bus was 10+ minutes early
Soooooo....I tried not to freak out too much. I'm on thin ice at work right now for being late and I could NOT afford to be late again...especially on a weekend. I think of calling people and whatnot, but then it hits me...duh. I can get a cab. So It takes me 15 minutes before a cab actually stops. One problem...I don't have cash on me, and I had left my bank card at work last night (how the hell did I do that? Whatever, I have it now.) SO...I get a cab, I talk to the cab driver and I'm like "ok, so I need to go to blah blah blah...and there's just one thing, I need to stop at the bank to get money to pay. there's one just down the road." (I've done this before, it's never been a problem.) Cab driver's like "Uh, no. What if the bank's out of money?" Out of money? So I'm like 'I've done this efore, it wasn't a problem in the past, I'll leave my backpack and cell phone in the cab while I run into the bank blah blah blah...no difference.
I got a smidge hysterical. Cause well, Id have been REALLY up a creek if I were late today. I tried to explain that if I couldn't take a cab, I couldn't get to work, I'd be fired and whatnot...he just shrugged.
Yeah, I realize, I'm in the middle of a city, people are dishonest, whatever...that line of thinking isn't working for me. The guy is like "That's all. Bye." And drives away.
So I'm freaking out, crying and screaming and acting like a 3 year old....I actually screamed "Fuck You.' at the driver before he drove off.
So I called back to the house and in between hysterical sobs, I asked Dave to give me a ride to the bank, he offered to give me a ride to work, we stopped at the bank on he way so I have money to get home now and everyhing is ok...except that I'm at work. For another 2 hours.
*Sigh*
I woke up this morning far later than I intended to go do stuff I needed to do, but in plenty of time to get to work on time...or so I thought. So the bus is scheduled to meander by at 1056, right? Yeah that's what I thought. I'm just about to cross Northern parkway and the bus comes zipping past. I check the time...it's like 1044...I rechecked the schedule again later- yes. I was right, the bus was 10+ minutes early
Soooooo....I tried not to freak out too much. I'm on thin ice at work right now for being late and I could NOT afford to be late again...especially on a weekend. I think of calling people and whatnot, but then it hits me...duh. I can get a cab. So It takes me 15 minutes before a cab actually stops. One problem...I don't have cash on me, and I had left my bank card at work last night (how the hell did I do that? Whatever, I have it now.) SO...I get a cab, I talk to the cab driver and I'm like "ok, so I need to go to blah blah blah...and there's just one thing, I need to stop at the bank to get money to pay. there's one just down the road." (I've done this before, it's never been a problem.) Cab driver's like "Uh, no. What if the bank's out of money?" Out of money? So I'm like 'I've done this efore, it wasn't a problem in the past, I'll leave my backpack and cell phone in the cab while I run into the bank blah blah blah...no difference.
I got a smidge hysterical. Cause well, Id have been REALLY up a creek if I were late today. I tried to explain that if I couldn't take a cab, I couldn't get to work, I'd be fired and whatnot...he just shrugged.
Yeah, I realize, I'm in the middle of a city, people are dishonest, whatever...that line of thinking isn't working for me. The guy is like "That's all. Bye." And drives away.
So I'm freaking out, crying and screaming and acting like a 3 year old....I actually screamed "Fuck You.' at the driver before he drove off.
So I called back to the house and in between hysterical sobs, I asked Dave to give me a ride to the bank, he offered to give me a ride to work, we stopped at the bank on he way so I have money to get home now and everyhing is ok...except that I'm at work. For another 2 hours.
*Sigh*
