From frustration to maniacal laughter

Used under creative commons license

Used under creative commons license


It’s been Monday all over, all day, and it feels as if entire geological epochs have passed since I woke up this morning.  I have 10 more hours to go. 

First there were frozen pipes (no kidding).  All I can figure is the insulation has slipped or something.  So I got out the space heater at 2 a.m. this morning.

I overslept.

I was late.

I’m not sure I even brushed my teeth.

There was no heat in the office.

We are out of coffee.

A colleague “lost” a critically important database file that she had “backed up.”  Um no.  We had remedial backup lessons.

Last week, I didn’t mail a vitally important document.  I have been on the phone groveling for a special dispensation.

Note the looming hysteria?

Note the looming hysteria?

But I’m laughing.  When the downward spiral of disaster whips into a frenzy, there’s not much you can do but strap in and hang on.  I’m not quite amused enough yet to giggle-shout, “Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!” but I’m working on it.

As you were. . .

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