Woman using telephone, c. 1910. From postcard.
Wednesday morning I arrived at my office a little bit before 7:30 a.m. which is when I usually start work. I turned on the lights, started a cup of coffee in the Keurig machine, and hung up my coat on the hook on the back of my door. I check my coat pockets for my cell phone which is normally where I stash it as I walk through the garage into the building. It was not in my pockets. I checked my purse and my pants pocket no phone. Then I remembered that I left in it in the car. I sighed and grabbed my jacket and headed back out into the cold and windy parking garage to retrieve my phone.
Soon I found myself texting my best friend Sara.
Me : Soooo, I locked myself out of my office suite when I ran back to my car for my forgotten phone and left my office keys behind.
Me: Today is going to be stellar.
Sara: Ugh!
Sara: Also, your text just woke me up eleven minutes before the first departmental meeting of the year.
Me: Yikes! Well, I got back into my office. Thankful for Security in the building. Hopefully your day gets better too!
I finally sat down at my desk, with a reheated cup of coffee, started up my computer, and bent down to plug my phone into the outlet. My phone cord was wrapped around the leg of my chair. I started messing with the cord and the wheelies. The rolling wheels on my office chair are ruining my phone cord, it gets stuck that often. I finally got the mess untangled, but as I sat up I hit my head on the underside of the desk hard enough to bring tears to my eyes.
Me: Nope. Just banged my head into my desk while adjusting my phone cord.
Sara: …… Maybe I should just stay in bed…..
Me: …. I’m just saying….
I rubbed my stinging forehead and went to the bathroom to check it out. Yup a fair sized bump and bruise was forming. This morning was not stellar. I went back to my desk with my cup of coffee cold again. I dumped it out and debated if I wanted to go through the trouble of making another cup. My phone beeped.
Sara: I just put my cami and sweater on backwards.
Me: . . . definitely should have stayed in bed
Absurdly Nerdly 