when it rains...

it pours.

i have a stuffy nose, which i have acquired from my younger sister. normally i don't get sick that easily, but i've been keeping long nights (consecutively!) and now my resistance is down. because of said cold and all-nighters, i couldn't get out of bed this morning. i woke up an hour and a half late if i were to make the 9am cut. (which is already an hour later than the official 8am sign-in time.) as if i weren't already late, i was in a bind as to how to get to work. my car was still in the shop because nobody went to get it yet. (the rest of the people at home apparently thought it was impossible to bring the car home without the driver, who was absent yesterday.) the spare car mom used. so i have to take the train to work. which is ok.

when i got to the station there was a technical problem and they wouldn't let anyone on the trains. so i decided there was already no point in rushing. i went home and went to the shop with the driver to reclaim my car. it turns out that my car's batteries need to be changed, and dad told the driver to wait until after lunch to get the replacement. whoopee doo. so i had to bring the "hands-off" car to work. which is not a bad thing, really, except that i don't like driving around in a kidnapping-waiting-to-happen vehicle. but i had to get to work by 1pm, so waiting for the new batteries was not an option.

i left the house a little past noon. and traffic was a killer. i took the wrong route, i suppose. and while being stuck in traffic, i saw trains pass me by, travelling 10x faster than i am. the railway system was up again. oh yes, mr. murphy is at work. hurrah.

when i got to work i found out that the boss was looking for me. ugh. and the idiots at work didn't tell him i already finished whatever it was that he had me do before christmas break. i already printed out a copy for the boss to review, but i handed it to one of the newer, younger (and i think stupider) people because said employee was doing something related to my work. of course he didn't show the boss my stuff. of course he didn't say i had it done eons ago, even before this year. but then, what can you expect from someone who only knows how to cover his own ass?

suffice it to say, i am not happy. and i have a head cold.

thank god tomorrow is a friday.