I hit a car! I was in a hurry to get to work the other day so I was biking as fast as I could, and then suddenly there was a car in front of me. I bumped into it, bounced away and hit the asfalt head first. The lady in the car picked me up and drove me to work. I stumbled into our office holding my head and crying. My coworker called someone to cover for me and then sent me to the emergency room. They saw no head injuries so they sent me home. I spent the rest of the evening watching downloaded episodes of the Nanny.
There's a moral of this story. Imagine me as a squirrel if it makes it easier to grab the concept. The thing is, I'm a geek so I wore a helmet when I hit that car. If I hadn't I probably wouldn't have gone to bed that night with only a mild head ache and a few (not so mild) bruises.
So the moral: If you're an absolute clutz like I am, and you're working to many days in a row and you're really tired and stressed, and you're late to work because you wanted some quality time with a hamburger and coke, wear a helmet or take the bus!
This picture was taken before my little incident. I won't take a new picture in a while, I feel like my head is swollen.
While I'm ranting, I'd like to once again bring the concept of a legalized standard of work time. It's a very good thing, you see. I love the concept of working five days, then have the weekend of, then work five days, then have the weekend of etc etc, you know of what I speak. (yay, managed to quote LOTR in work rant!) What I don't love is working 13 days in a row.
It's really tiring to not have a day of to go to the beach.
(If you're wondering why the heck I'm not rebelling against this, it's because after August the 13th, all the original employees will be back from their vacations and there will be no more work for me here. So in conclusion, I mostly brought that up to get symphaty. Oh, what a pity whore.)
Ha det bra!
PS Guess what came in the mail yesterday? A package with Louise Erdrich's Tracks, all the way from my favourite monkey to me
I was so happy to receive something friendly after a shitty day of work that I almost cried (again).
There's a moral of this story. Imagine me as a squirrel if it makes it easier to grab the concept. The thing is, I'm a geek so I wore a helmet when I hit that car. If I hadn't I probably wouldn't have gone to bed that night with only a mild head ache and a few (not so mild) bruises.
So the moral: If you're an absolute clutz like I am, and you're working to many days in a row and you're really tired and stressed, and you're late to work because you wanted some quality time with a hamburger and coke, wear a helmet or take the bus!
This picture was taken before my little incident. I won't take a new picture in a while, I feel like my head is swollen.
While I'm ranting, I'd like to once again bring the concept of a legalized standard of work time. It's a very good thing, you see. I love the concept of working five days, then have the weekend of, then work five days, then have the weekend of etc etc, you know of what I speak. (yay, managed to quote LOTR in work rant!) What I don't love is working 13 days in a row.
It's really tiring to not have a day of to go to the beach.(If you're wondering why the heck I'm not rebelling against this, it's because after August the 13th, all the original employees will be back from their vacations and there will be no more work for me here. So in conclusion, I mostly brought that up to get symphaty. Oh, what a pity whore.)
Ha det bra! PS Guess what came in the mail yesterday? A package with Louise Erdrich's Tracks, all the way from my favourite monkey to me
I was so happy to receive something friendly after a shitty day of work that I almost cried (again).VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
What you really need is a little pampering. There, there Katrina lie back and relax, forget the stresses of the day(s)...oh....I suppose I shouldn't be patting you on the head then....
I'm glad you're alright though (i bet you're cute in a cycling helmet!)