Friday I had one of those days. The day started with the weather forecast announcing a weekend loaded with lots of rain. I went to the gym - as part of my five days per week regime - and headed to work after a killer of a weights session and even though I was late for work and had forgotten the store keys at home and therefore had to wait for my assistant (who also was running late) to open the store and let me in. I had soaked my feet in a puddle on my way to work and dropped coffee over my shirt. Besides all the bad luck at that point of the day my Pollyanna spirit kept on saying to myself 'Keep on positive' things will get better...
Well...they didn't! I carried on the day with one member of the team calling sick leaving only myself and my assistant overloaded with extra work, a painful headach took over my head...
And Again besides all the bad things happening I kept on smiling and making jokes over the disasters that was happening... At seven thirty pm.the clock has anounced the end of the working day and for me the end of that nightmare that the day had become....No it hadn't!
Getting back home later that evening, turning the key into the lock expecting to open the door to get in and throw myself in the sofa the last disaster of the day happened; a broken locker wouldn't allow my key to let me inside my home. My partner was then locked inside the flat and I was (soaked from the rain, with a shirt messy from the coffee spillage in the morning, tired and pissed off) locked OUT. Three hours - YES, THREE hours later, the locksmith came in and managed to change the old lock for a new one and finally let me in to finally throw myself - nearly dead - on the sofa.
By then of course the Pollyanna inside me had lost the patience and let some sweary words scape through my mouth...
Lesson learnt: If the weather forecast says Rain, take an umbrella with you, keep always an extra shirt at work in case you - stupidly - spill coffee all over yourself... and YES,things can always get worse!
=*D
Well...they didn't! I carried on the day with one member of the team calling sick leaving only myself and my assistant overloaded with extra work, a painful headach took over my head...
And Again besides all the bad things happening I kept on smiling and making jokes over the disasters that was happening... At seven thirty pm.the clock has anounced the end of the working day and for me the end of that nightmare that the day had become....No it hadn't!
Getting back home later that evening, turning the key into the lock expecting to open the door to get in and throw myself in the sofa the last disaster of the day happened; a broken locker wouldn't allow my key to let me inside my home. My partner was then locked inside the flat and I was (soaked from the rain, with a shirt messy from the coffee spillage in the morning, tired and pissed off) locked OUT. Three hours - YES, THREE hours later, the locksmith came in and managed to change the old lock for a new one and finally let me in to finally throw myself - nearly dead - on the sofa.
By then of course the Pollyanna inside me had lost the patience and let some sweary words scape through my mouth...
Lesson learnt: If the weather forecast says Rain, take an umbrella with you, keep always an extra shirt at work in case you - stupidly - spill coffee all over yourself... and YES,things can always get worse!
=*D
