I Hate Mondays

I hope my week doesn't continue the trend.
  • 6:50am - Leave for school, hoping to get in early enough to get today's lesson preps done on time.
  • 7:15am - Pull into the Pathmark shopping center. Realized I forgot to put on makeup when I left the house this morning and since it was charred into my head as a child "you don't go out without makeup" I was forced to purchase some at the supermarket. Bad makeup that is rather expensive. Joy.
  • 8:15am - Arrive at school, sit down and start working on today's lesson preps.
  • 8:30am - The fire alarm goes off. Since my office is on the third floor, I am forced to hobble down three flights of stairs with my air cast and cane.
  • 8:45am - Watch firetrucks show up at the college and then leave.
  • 9:00am - Let back into the building. Try to take the elevator back up to the third floor. It breaks down in between floors. I'm stuck in a tiny, cramped elevator for ten minutes. Did I mention I'm claustrophobic?
  • 9:10am - Elevator finally starts moving and we're brought to the basement level. I walk across the entire building to get to the other elevator to discover it is broken. I am forced to take the stairs up to my office. Four...fucking...flights.
  • 9:20am - Sit at my desk and proceed to whack my good knee into the desk.
This is all before 9:30am, the time I usually arrive at my office.

Did I mention I also got my first request from a student for an incomplete this semester?

Three weeks left. Only three weeks left....

Comments

Motor Home Cats said…
I am so sorry you had such a horrible Monday. Sometimes it is just better to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over your head.

Tara (not the cat)

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