June 6th, 2008

Morning cuppa

Friday the 13th! Wait, that's next week ..,

So, I get to Putney Bridge station in good time this morning (8:28) ...

and the platforms are already filled with a five minute wait (because there's an giant unexploded WW2 era bomb in East London mucking up the service) ...

and the train comes and, well, so much for that ...

and there is an 8 minute wait and the platform is already full, so I give up and go get a bus ...

and I get to Putney overground station thirty seconds after the train has left so I've got to wait for the 8:52 train ...

and as I'm standing there I realize I don't have the bag I packed with my lunch anymore ...

so I try to call shadowdaddy to ask him if he can look for it (he was at home in anticipation of his 8:50 doctor's appointment) and discover I've left my phone at home ...

so I can't tell my boss I'm going to be late to work ...

but when I did get to Waterloo, guess who caught up with me at the line for the bus because he hadn't been told he needed to fast for his blood test?

And the boiler is broken at work so in addition to not having my nice kettle anymore, even cheesy bags of tea are off the menu ...

but it's payday and I've already been to the gym three times this week so I can go out to lunch.

Any Friday tales of woe you'd like to share?