06.55 - Overslept. Aaaarrrggghhh! Fly out of bed, rushing around like a blue-assed fly trying to get showered, dressed and make-up done in 5 minutes. I fail.
07.25 - Finally leave the house and drive to the station in a mad hurry hoping to catch the 07.27 to Waterloo. Yeah right!
07.35 - Miss my train. Drive around, cussing, trying to find a parking space. Eventually find one four blocks from the station...I might as well have walked from home.
07.47 - Running in high heels is a bitch. End up standing in a queue to buy a travel card behind some twit gassing on his mobile phone and hogging the machine instead of buying his fecking ticket! I have two minutes before the next train and decide to say to hell with a ticket and dash for the train. I contemplate whacking said twit with my handbag, but don't have the 30 seconds to spare and don't want to damage my handbag.
07.53 - Phew! Make the train and bonus...I find a spare seat with no one sitting next to me.
07.57 - Lady gets on and decides to sit next to me. She shakes out her paper, and knocks me on the arm, hard. No apology. I think it's going to leave a bruise.
07.59 - Lady sitting next to me has coughing fit. Then takes out tissue and starts blowing her nose. I cover my nose and mouth with my hand to try and avoid getting her cooties.
08.05 - Lady sitting next to me has been coughing for six minutes straight. Only pausing to sniffle into her tissue.
08.10 - She is STILL coughing. I now start 'hmpffing' under my breath, tapping my foot and deliberatley turning my head away when she sniffles.
08.19 - STILL COUGHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And it's getting worse.
08.24 - For f*cks sake, lady! When is this train getting to Waterloo??!!
08.30 - If she doesn't stop coughing, I am going to ram that tissue down her throat!
08.33 - Passenger opposite us offers coughing lady a lozenge. Hopefully now she will shurrup already!
08.35 - S-T-I-L-L C-O-U-G-H-I-N-G!
08.36 - Thank Gawd! I swear 'coughing lady' is lucky to still be alive. I get off the train and dash for the tube. I have to be at the office in 23 minutes.
08.40- Feck! I don't have a ticket. Rush to the ticket machine and stand in queue...only to discover I was in the wrong queue, this machine only takes coins. I have a note. $£%^&"!!!
08.43 - Have ticket. Running for Bakerloo line. In heels.
08.57 - Thankfully the office is two metres from the station exit and I make it! Phew.
09.00 - Hmm. No one is here to give me a handover
09.05 - Still no one.
09.10 - Boss arrives and looks surprised to see me. Says he was only expecting to see me tomorrow. Interesting. Nevermind, I get to work. Nothing has been arranged, so I need to IT to get a laptop and mobile etc.
09.23 - Finally! Settled in and starting to work.
09.30 - Working away nicely when stranger comes up to and asks why I'm in her seat. Perplexed! Explain that I was booked to start today. She says not possible. Hmmm.
09.32 - Call the agency and tell them there is a lady who says she is meant to be here, not me. Agency says will call me back. I wait. No call.
09.37 - Stranger asks if she can sit at desk to get to work. I stutter...'ok'. Agency still hasn't called back.
09.40 - Hovering around. HR lady comes downstairs and says there has been a mistake and they have been double booked. Would I mind going home and coming back in tomorrow? %$%$"$^&$!!!...deep breathe. Of course not!
09.43 - I call agency. Apologies pour forth. They accidentally double booked! Aaaarrggghh!
And that, dear readers, was my morning. I won't bother detailing the rest of my day as it didn't get better. Well, except for the part where on my way home, I read something funny in the Metro and couldn't stop laughing. I had tears running down my face! :-)
Ah well. The days is not over yet, so I guess I'll go try and make it better.
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