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Superstition
I rarely, if ever, have a bad Friday the 13th. I do, however, consistently have a horrible Thursday the 12th. Seriously, it’s enough to make one suspicious.
So far today:
- I broke a nail feeding the animals. Don’t ask, I’m still trying to figure that out.
- My sweater for today was apparently a makeshift cat bed given the amount of fur I had to clean off of it.
- My undershirt (it’s MN in the winter – think Cuddle Duds for those of you who know what those are) somehow shrunk since I wore it just last week. It may now work for my shirts with 3/4 length sleeves.
- Putting my breakfast on the table somehow knocked over the entire sugar bowl. Yes, E, that was me. No, E, I did not get it all.
- Finding cat fur on my cup somehow spilled my hot chocolate on my work pants.
- In an apparent attempt to apologize, the cats covered the bottom of said work pants with more fur.
- This was at the same time the dog burnt himself on the pan I used to make my eggs (which, surprisingly, were edible).
- I get to work and need to reset my password, which doesn’t take.
- My second account of the day has a screw up from one of the other departments that throws all of my numbers off.
- In with my accounts is one that somehow rolled in from last August, with no notes.
- I look down to see that the hot chocolate did not actually wash off my pants as originally believed, so I’m at work with them all day.
- I have a paper cut.
Why am I fearing the fact that the plumbers chose today to come out to work on the pipes and cut a hole in our wall?
Can I have a do-over please? *head desk*
Edit: I do realize that none of these are life-threatening, earth-shaking things; but they do add up to annoying.
Edit x2: I have now also been locked out of our imaging system and been informed of a typo in something that needs to be filed with the court today. Can I just go home now?
So far today:
- I broke a nail feeding the animals. Don’t ask, I’m still trying to figure that out.
- My sweater for today was apparently a makeshift cat bed given the amount of fur I had to clean off of it.
- My undershirt (it’s MN in the winter – think Cuddle Duds for those of you who know what those are) somehow shrunk since I wore it just last week. It may now work for my shirts with 3/4 length sleeves.
- Putting my breakfast on the table somehow knocked over the entire sugar bowl. Yes, E, that was me. No, E, I did not get it all.
- Finding cat fur on my cup somehow spilled my hot chocolate on my work pants.
- In an apparent attempt to apologize, the cats covered the bottom of said work pants with more fur.
- This was at the same time the dog burnt himself on the pan I used to make my eggs (which, surprisingly, were edible).
- I get to work and need to reset my password, which doesn’t take.
- My second account of the day has a screw up from one of the other departments that throws all of my numbers off.
- In with my accounts is one that somehow rolled in from last August, with no notes.
- I look down to see that the hot chocolate did not actually wash off my pants as originally believed, so I’m at work with them all day.
- I have a paper cut.
Why am I fearing the fact that the plumbers chose today to come out to work on the pipes and cut a hole in our wall?
Can I have a do-over please? *head desk*
Edit: I do realize that none of these are life-threatening, earth-shaking things; but they do add up to annoying.
Edit x2: I have now also been locked out of our imaging system and been informed of a typo in something that needs to be filed with the court today. Can I just go home now?
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Also, not only did one of our departments screw up on proper procedure, she advertized it by emailing not one, but three managers about it. At least I can rest easy knowing someone out there's about to have a less-than-decent day too.
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Hey, I
mayneed your help a little later tonight. There's a photography contest that's running this month, but the first part is actually an essay. You write about your dream shoot, and people vote for you; the 2nd round you actually submit a digital portfolio and are judged on merit, and if you win you get $50K to make your dream shoot come to life.I was originally planning on writing an essay on photographing anything older than 1,000 years, but I think I'm going to go for shooting the Orkney, Shetland and Faroe archipelagos. Would you be willing to look over my submission and tell me if it would make you feel inclined to vote for it?
Still writing the submission now, of course.
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I was actually, you know, hoping you'd not notice that part.
*shakes fist* Damn your beta skillz!
At least I didn't do it in the same breath?
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Can it wait until the morning when I'm 100% sober? I have the day off (had to use a couple by the 15th or lose them) and can actually spend real time on it.
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(Or, alternately: Aw, that's my Cat. Contributing to the Recession as we speak.)
Yeah, no worries. I can't work on my portfolio until tomorrow because I've only got my Linux box here until the 20th. Thanks again.
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And remember, I work for the Bankruptcy department of a major bank - I'm all about contributing to the Recession, baby.