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A day to be forgotten

I really am at a loss for words to describe the day I have had today. I can, however, say with absolute certainty that I hope I never have to experience another one like it.

I have felt rather low most of the week, as if I have been in a fog unable to find my way out. Yesterday was the exception, when the fog appeared to lift, only to come back much thicker this morning as the alarm clock was waking me up to the reality of another day. What sort of perverted mind decides to invent a bloody alarm clock??? (I did google it but will spare you the details)

Getting out of bed was the first mistake of what was to become a day I’d rather forget.

I was in no particular mood for work and felt that a day at home hiding from the world would be much nicer than the harsh reality of the office. I usually walk to work which is a 30 minute journey that normally prepares me for the day ahead and also avoids the need to stew on a bus which takes more or less the same time once you factor waiting time into the equation. This morning, I was moving at a much slower pace and convinced myself that getting the bus would be a good idea. This was mistake number two! The bus arrived and for some unknown reason I literally fell onto the bus scraping both my hands and knees in the process and not to mention making a complete and utter fool of myself. I got my ticket and found a seat avoiding any kind of eye contact with the rest of the bus, who I suspect had found the whole drama rather comical. A girl came and sat next to me and kindly gave me the change I had forgotten in my rush to find a seat and forget about the whole affair!

When I got to work a colleague asked sarcastically if I had decided to crawl to work. When I spotted the two lovely marks on my knees I understood the question and felt that explaining my foolish bus entrance was easier than trying to come up with a story that would sufficiently explain the state of my trousers!!! I then discovered that I had traveled the whole journey with my fly undone.

At this point I was beginning to think that getting out of bed really was a big mistake and I was right; the day did not improve in the slightest.

The other Mortgage Consultant in my office is on holiday, which means I am looking after his clients as well as my own and I am not sure whether or not all of his clients have some secret way of communicating with each other, but they all seemed to think that ringing me continuously today was a great idea.

It may be an idea to explain that I have a very odd relationship with telephones, a condition I have picked up from my previous job, where my mobile/cell phone would ring non stop pretty much every day. It got to a point where I just stopped answering, which presented me with 20 to 30 messages at the end of each day, the majority of which were a problem that had to be dealt with by me. Why do it yourself when you can get other people to deal with it for you? Even at home I won’t answer the phone unless I know who is calling me (caller ID is a much better invention than the alarm clock).

As if the phone wasn’t enough, emails were flooding in too, at a similar speed, all containing tasks/requests/problems! But not just a task or problem; no no no! An URGENT task or problem to be dealt with! My to do list is now growing at super sonic speed and I am beginning to mentally shut down which is beginning to worry me because at this point it’s not even 10am!! Realising that I have another 7 hours of this doesn’t exactly boost my enthusiasm!!!

Luckily the client I was meant to see at 10am cancelled which gave me a chance to start on my to do list, which was beginning to look more like a novel in the making than a list. With the phone still going at regular intervals followed by more emails I was beginning to wonder if this was a bad dream that I would soon wake up from, but no such luck!

I also started to think that I would have a better chance of winning the lottery than completing my endless to do list.

At one point after lunch I had to get out of the office just to get away from the constant demands. I actually think I know what a dart board may feel like during a championship!!! I went for a walk and started to think that getting run over by a bus (as opposed to falling onto one!) would be a welcome change to my day. Resting in a hospital bed (in my mind) seemed very similar to a holiday on a tropical island!

My rational mind kicked in again and convinced me to go back to the office to try my best at reducing my list of tasks which had grown further in my absence and I did what I could. If the result of my day ends up being a P45 (pink slip) then so be it!

I am at home now, hiding from the world, at least until tomorrow when I am back at work, the prospect of which isn’t exactly filling me with joy!!!

Next on my to do list: Find a job that does not involve having to deal with members of the public or win the lottery (whichever comes first)!

With that, I am signing off in the hope that tomorrow, I will be greeted by a friendlier day!

So long and thanks for all the fish


32 responses to “A day to be forgotten

  1. Viv April 30, 2010 at 10:05 pm

    It’s going to be all right. Really it is.

  2. shiona May 1, 2010 at 5:05 am

    I’m really sorry for that terrible day and I wish you a lovely weekend to make up for all the trouble you had to go through.

    This Thursday I too got furious with the situation at work and let myself indulge in lottery dreams. 🙂 They are not so much about winning the money than the chance that would give me to throw my resignation into their faces. Ah, dreams….

    • J May 2, 2010 at 10:28 am

      Ah dreams indeed! I did play the lottery yesterday in the hope that I would win enough to be able to throw my resignation in their faces on Tuesday, but unfortunately my numbers weren’t the winning ones.

  3. Mysoul May 1, 2010 at 3:53 pm

    I was wondering what I could do to make you feel Glad that the day is done. You need some joy, so here I am sending you some thoughts(since I dont live anywhere close by) hearty Minestrone(or chicken) soup and crackers and then a visit to an aracade where we can use a hammer to whack the rubber heads that peep out of the holes. You could imagine the faces we can give those heads. And dessert- some gooey Chocolate cake/icecream…A Charlie Chaplin/ Laurel and Hardy movie…with popcorn in tow and belly laughs.

    I have been receiving a lot of emails regarding lotteries I have won, but the money never seems land into my Bank account…if it had, I would have more money than I would ever need, so yes, when the money arrives, I will surely send some your way.

    Have a wonderful Weekend… Wishing you the three R’s(rest, relaxation and rejuvination).

    • J May 2, 2010 at 10:33 am

      Thank you Mysoul this is really sweet of you. I love the idea of whacking rubber heads with a hammer and yes I can easily imagine the faces we can give those heads!! When do we go????

      I have two days of pure rest and relaxation. No plans and no need to be anywhere other than the magical arcade you mentioned..

      Have a wonderful weekend..

  4. Chris Smith May 2, 2010 at 5:39 am

    Sorry to hear you had a nightmare of a day, why is it days like that seem to have more hours in it than any other?
    Be careful what you wish/dream for my friend, the consequences could be as disastrous as your day. Have known people to come out of Hospitals with far more than they went in – stay safe…. dream of the lottery & a tropical holiday.

    • J May 2, 2010 at 10:37 am

      Thank you Chris and welcome…
      The day did seem to go on forever but I have no answer as to why those days seem to have more hours than other days..

      I shall follow your advice and continue to dream of the lottery and tropical holidays…

  5. blackwatertown May 2, 2010 at 6:00 pm

    An estate agent I once overheard on the bus revealed that he always booked a fake appointment first thing to allow him to come to terms with the day and get breakfast. You could try it to ensure you get a break.

    • J May 2, 2010 at 6:15 pm

      I have often booked fake appointments but usually as a way of leaving early. Unfortunately the current regime is not keen on appointments away from the office so that avenue of pleasure has now been closed off. Thank you for the suggestion though and thank you for popping by….

  6. the house husband May 2, 2010 at 10:10 pm

    A funny post. So many great descriptions of how it got worse, and how you would like to resolve the problem (2 days off probably the best though).
    You can take some solace from the fact that bad bad days make excellent stories.

    • J May 3, 2010 at 1:44 pm

      2 days off has been good although the prospect of going in tomorrow (and yes I will be walking) isn’t exactly filling me with joy..

  7. saffy May 3, 2010 at 10:37 am

    Talk about a comedy of errors…some days just aren’t worth getting out of bed for huh? Tis nice to know i’m not the only one who has those sorts of days…funny how you recorded your day best forgotten…~smiles~

    • J May 3, 2010 at 1:46 pm

      The day really was the type of day I don’t want to experience again, hence the title. Unfortunately, the bruises on my knees keep reminding me of the impact with the bus floor! 🙂

  8. saffy May 3, 2010 at 3:50 pm

    Hmmm…easy for you to say when you’re not the one wandering around looking like a spoilt banana…hehehe

    • Viv May 3, 2010 at 3:51 pm

      Saffy, for all we know he might be!
      Anyway bruised bananas make the best banana bread/cake

      • saffy May 3, 2010 at 4:05 pm

        Much as i love banana bread…you can stop looking at me like that…~flutters off giggling~

        • Viv May 3, 2010 at 4:14 pm

          I was being figurative, not literal, Saffy, as suggesting I want to eat someone can be interpretted entirely the wrong way!!!
          I bruise easily myself and have always a few I can’t account for.
          Banana bread it is!

  9. saffy May 3, 2010 at 4:19 pm

    Tis all in the perception ~winks~ Hehehe. My mouth is watering at the thought of banana bread now..~smiles~

  10. saffy May 3, 2010 at 5:20 pm

    You mean you’re not fooled by me innocently fluttering my lashes? Damn…foiled again…hehehe

  11. saffy May 4, 2010 at 9:54 am

    *at* (not &) i’ll leave the & up to your imagination…~smiles~

  12. J May 5, 2010 at 9:52 pm

    Thank you Viv & Saffy, I have enjoyed your little conversation 🙂

  13. summerrain63 May 7, 2010 at 6:55 am

    glad you survived this day…smiles

    and just gonna shake my head at Saffy…always trying to make people think she is such an innocent girl….tsk tsk tsk….


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