Note: Post written last night (beanpole...last night, not yesterday night...wren and martin would be proud!)
I sit in office at 12:37am. Having worked 5 years, I have never done this late a night! Ok so a lot of you may feel I’m damn lucky and all but hey…I have a philosophy in life..that I come before my profession!
So what changed it today? Luck I guess…dirty, rotten, filthy luck!
It started with me waking up a whooping 20 mins past my usual waking time. That sent me into a fit! It meant 20 mins to get ready if I didn’t want to dish out 100 bucks for getting into work late (yup there’s a fine and all now)
Rushed to discover 3 pieces of news I could’ve done without…..that there’s no water to bathe with, that my mum decided to step on my only clip and that there’s no petrol in my car! But check out my optimism…I thought the day could still improve and did decide to make it to work!
Now the countdown kind of begun….9:30 is the time I need to reach office if I need to avoid the fine. There’s a 15 min walk before that from the parking to the office. So in my mad frenzy, I surprisingly reached a whooping 5 mins early to the parking- 9:10! Was I really doubting my luck? Ha!
And I began sprinting to office, decided I didn’t have the patience to wait for the pedestrian light to turn green so I should take the longer route to avoid wasting time…and what was with the gentleman in front of me giving me no space to walk and walking at a speed that would give a snail a complex???? “Overtake” said the devil inside me
That's when the leap happened, the space spotten where I could ease my foot between the building and the man and overtake the slow coach! The foot went forward, the shoe stretched and the string….broke!
I notice the shoe has been an integral part of my blog. Be it the time when the woman dug her heel in my injured toe or the wedding when the broken heel got stuck in the carpet and I went flying towards the bride’s mother....
The point being…here I was holding a broken shoe in my hand, my office building not even in site and the ultra clean streets of CP which I have spoken about earlier laughed at my despondency! So with shoes in hand, this executive dressed in an ironed office shirt and trousers, sporting her laptop, walked barefoot in the midst of a crowded road, everyone curiously staring wondering why anyone would step out of their shoes in the middle of all this muck!
The cobbler was happy with the popularity I brought him….what with all the guards and passerbys and all and sundry coming by to laugh at the poor girl who stood on one foot trying to maintain her balance.....Thanking him profusely, I began my walk as gracefully as I could back to my office in my newly mended shoe only to find the miracle worker had dug a nail too many to make the walk a rather painful 5 mins!
If the morning started as such, take a guess on how the day went cause at midnight, the last thing I want to do is get into details no one wants to read. And let me clarify, the reason I'm writing this post and not working is because my colleague is jazzing up the presentation which was meant for day after but has now been preponed to tomorrow!!!