Category : Life
Blog 35
The Worst Week Ever!
I think (hope) yesterday was the end of the week from hell! It started on a relatively serene Sunday morning, just one day after the day of my life (going to see the Cirque Du Soleil show Saturday). Shortly after morning, things seemed to head into a drastic downward spiral. You may remember last week, my talking about doing some "relationship" house cleaning. Well, later that week, I deduced that maybe I needed to start "fresh" with myself, instead of cutting what I deemed to be (male) dead weight. So, I decide I'm going to take all the acrylic off my nails (which had grown extremely long under the protective layer) and cut them down as short as I could (down to the quick) and give my nails (and my psyche) some time to breathe and recover. Usually, I'd pay someone to do that for me but I was feeling pretty invincible. I felt I could handle the task on my own. It wasn't easy at all, my paper thin nails were so damaged after my home treatment, that I'd actually made several holes in them. That was okay though...'cause I'm a tough cookie. Instead of giving my nails a little time to recover, I decide to go ahead and get a beautiful new set of nails-to memorialize the first stage of self-rejuvenation. Of course, I warn the nail guy of the obvious damaged condition of my nails, he promises to be gentle. HOWEVER, when he put that first layer of chemicals on (primer-so the acrylic will stick), I felt like all 10 of my fingers were on fire!🔥 It actually felt like there were ten lighters going full blast, "fixed" to all 10 of my nail beds! 💅 I only slightly winced at the excruciating pain but it was far worse than I led him to believe. Now keep in mind, I'd done this before (had nails taken off and new ones put on the same day) and the pain was bad but it never lasted more than a few hours. Not this time though. It lasted ALL DAY!!! From that morning until late that night and through the next morning. That night, I just took some Tylenol PM and tried to sleep it off. Fortunately, I was off on Monday, so I didn't have to worry about typing all day in that condition. Then, later Monday, I beloved family member was hospitalized. More bad news and it was only Monday! Tuesday and Wednesday were no picnic but let's fast forward to yesterday (Thursday). I got up early Thursday morning and things just didn't seem right, everything was off-kilter somehow. I forgot to take my vitamins(I have to take vitamins everyday otherwise I'll go through the day like Mister MaGoo) and my lunch-I'd forgotten my lunch Wednesday too. Given the fact that I still had one last package of Top Ramen in my filing cabinet, I didn't worry too much. So, around 11:15, I decide to go ahead and make my noodles. I go to the break room and see a colleague there (just a casual acquaintance really). She asks me, "Have you found a cute mate yet?". I was a little shocked that she would ask a question like that, but I proceeded to uncomfortably answer the question anyway. I respond jokingly, "Well, I got a couple of them right now, no use in having just one!" Then I go on to say, "Naw, not really, I don't have the energy for that sort of thing right now." She looks really puzzled and uncomfortable with my response. She politely smiles and replies, "A couple? How?" It's then that I realize that she didn't ask me "Have you found a cute mate yet?", she was asking me, "Have you found a cube mate yet?" 🤦🏽♀️ The cube across from mine had been vacant for a couple of months. I felt like a total and complete idiot!!! Then she leaves the break room. All I can do is look at the break room floor in total humiliation. Another colleague comes in while I'm finishing preparing my Ramen. We reminiscence about having to eat Ramen in college. I confess to her that for the last few months, I've had a total obsession with Ramen and I didn't know why. I confessed that I was a little pleased that I'd forgotten my lunch again that day and that I couldn't wait to wrap my lips around those noodles! The anticipation was what kept an ordinarily horrible morning (under these particular conditions) remotely bearable. So, I carefully sit my bowl on the edge of the break room counter and BOOM, my glorious bowl of noodles fall to the floor! I swear, that has never happened to me before (at work). I go back to my desk and sit there a minute, defeated, while I try to compose myself...and my growling stomach. It's then that I remember that I also had instant oatmeal at my desk. Cool! So, I pull the box out of my cabinet...three packets left! Fabulous! I go back to the break room with two of the packets and start to prepare them. I put an ample amount of water in the bowl of oatmeal (I always put too little water in) and watch them warm up in the microwave. The oatmeal doesn't look right, it looks soupy and unappealing. I guess I put too much water in this time (for the first time)...no worries though, I have that third packet still at my desk! This day won't defeat me, I insist on it! I go back to my desk, put the third packet in and the consistency is just right. Yum! I pick up the first spoonful and put in my mouth. It doesn't taste right, it's salty (I didn't add any salt). No problem, I have some sweetener packages so I put a couple of those in, now it's sweet and salty but not in a good way. Yuck! It was so nasty that I threw out the oatmeal, bowl and spoon! What the hell was wrong with those packets of oatmeal? Does oatmeal even spoil? In the past, I've kept oatmeal for years and still ate it without any ill effects. Not today though. 🤢 Now, I'm starting to get pissed. 😠 I can still recover though, there's a few minutes left before the cafeteria closes and I actually had money that day, so I rush down to get lunch. I buy two Paninis (grilled sandwiches). The cook puts the Paninis on the Panini grill and helps other people while my Paninis toast. It seems like a fair bit of time passes and she still hasn't gotten my sandwiches out. I don't worry though, she does this everyday, she knows what she's doing! And even when she finally boxes them up and gives them to me, the grill marks were a little on the dark side but they still looked delicious. I pay and go back upstairs to my desk. About 4 bites in, an unholy burnt section shocks my eyes wide open. Gross! I'd eaten too much of it to take it back and so I chewed and swallowed that piece as fast as I could. That's okay though, my stomach isn't growling anymore and I continue to work. A little later, my supervisor comes to my desk and asks if I can give her some guidance on some things I told her needed improvement a few months ago. I go to her desk and we have a delightful and very fruitful exchange. We implement plans and make wonderful changes to the currently antiqued process I do everyday and I start to feel good. In our meeting, I was articulate and knowledgeable and I start to feel confident and empowered again. After our meeting, I start walking back to my desk and I look down, only to see that I have two HUGE holes in my stockings, on each foot! Not small ones, HUGE ones! I had on black stockings, not nude, so the holes prominently displayed my caramel skin underneath! All day...in the break room, in the cafeteria and all around my office, I'd been walking around with holey stockings. That figures. There are only a few hours left in the work day, so I decide I'll just stay at my desk for the rest of the day. So, I have my headphones plugged into my computer and I started listening to a CD from a local band called Black Tie Dynasty, they're friends with my favorite group PPT. The CD is great, I'm chilling and working and trying to let the day's events roll off my back. I reach for something on my desk and accidentally pull the headphone cord out of the computer! That has never happened to me before! The CD is blasting across our whole floor! My forehead and ears are burning hot from embarrassment. I'm so frazzled that I can't find the end on the cord to plug it back in. So, I start scrambling and fumbling to find the Mute button on my desktop computer. I finally find it but only after several seconds of loud music blaring (is that a word?) from my desk. All I could do, while still sitting at my desk, is pathetically yell out, "Sorry!" I can't see my colleagues but I hear several bursts of laughter coming from different parts of the floor. I think sarcastically, that's just great! I decide not to work as late as normally would have because I want to get myself safely home and off the streets. I'm nervous the whole way home. My eyeballs were practically dried out from not blinking-I was watching everything and everybody. 👀 I knew a speeding ticket or some other moving violation was in store for me. But I remain calm, following the letter of the law, no speeding, driving defensively, blah, blah, blah. I'm in the left lane and a school bus is in the right, the bus' yellow lights start to come on as it slows down, so I'm ready for the Stop sign on the side of the bus to come out. There is only one car on front of me, so I give myself plenty of time to stop, so I wouldn't hit the back of the car. Something tells me to look in my rear-view mirror and I see that the person behind me wasn't being as cautious, he slams on his breaks (probably with both feet) so hard that he swerves in both lanes to avoid hitting the back of my car. All I could do is helplessly sit there and watch. I was positive that I'd be painfully sandwiched between the two cars but what could I do? Fortunately, he doesn't hit me, so maybe my luck is starting to change? I didn't want to take any chances though. I didn't take my usual shortcut through the neighborhood close to my house because I was sure I would run over and kill (or serious mam) a small child or elderly person. I made it home relatively unscathed but I was terrified to leave the house until that "unlucky" feeling went away. This morning felt good, so I think Friday will just be the start of a fabulously wickedly wonderful weekend. That's what I'm hoping for at least. As always, I'll definitely keep you updated. Please keep me in your prayers, as you can see after reading this, I really need it! 🙏🏾
Posted : 2007-01-26 09:28:00 AM Created : 2007-01-26 10:08:00 AM Visible to : Public
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