puppetmonkey
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Had one of those mornings that perfectly encapsulates why Mondays are so hated.
Woke up late after sleeping through two alarms (that’s what I get for staying up to watch the Birds). 25 mins later was waltzing out the front door, feeling very smug with my speediness, when I spy my car parked in front of the house. For the second time this year someone has vandalised my front passenger door by pulling the window frame away from the door at the top. So I then lost a precious ten minutes trying to push the frame back into place in the hopes that it won’t be robbed during the day. Still feeling a bit nervous about that. Finally decided to leave it, getting on the bus to realised that my cd player batteries were dead, leaving me with no music to listen to. Finally my shitty morning was brought to a fitting end when I got into work (late) to discover that the “cheer up” blueberry muffin I bought myself was quite sub par.
Anyone else have a quintessential Monday morning story?
Woke up late after sleeping through two alarms (that’s what I get for staying up to watch the Birds). 25 mins later was waltzing out the front door, feeling very smug with my speediness, when I spy my car parked in front of the house. For the second time this year someone has vandalised my front passenger door by pulling the window frame away from the door at the top. So I then lost a precious ten minutes trying to push the frame back into place in the hopes that it won’t be robbed during the day. Still feeling a bit nervous about that. Finally decided to leave it, getting on the bus to realised that my cd player batteries were dead, leaving me with no music to listen to. Finally my shitty morning was brought to a fitting end when I got into work (late) to discover that the “cheer up” blueberry muffin I bought myself was quite sub par.
Anyone else have a quintessential Monday morning story?