Monday lover's fun

Here's a quick break down on why I love Mondays... be prepared for reading sorry, I have to get caught up.


#1, Train is late, I have to avoid eye contact with other train riders for extended periods of time. If train is late, bus is gone, more time spend at bus stop trying not to look up. In the class system, we have trains at the bottom but they are still above buses. Trust me I've been on both.

#2, Late means getting to work late, not that it matters since I usually sit around from 9:30 to 10 with nothing to do other than check my stocks and see how they are doing, but today I had enough time to check them with much eagerness after the weekend only to find them "gone with the wind" of Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae failures.

#3, After a very slow and boring 2 hours in banking, I'm helping a guy when the server behind me makes this funny noise. I look at him with the look of fear that only I can convey. I say to him it sounds like a bomb and he gives me the "give me my money and I'm out of here" look. But before he can leave...the office becomes dark. Let the back up battery pack's beeping begin. The power is out, the world is coming to an end. In a bank you can't work if there is no power so we kicked everyone out and sat. WE sat and sat and sat. Word on the street from the guy who would know comes and tells us that all of campus is out and it looks like the power won't be back on for a while. It's a big problem and later we learned that some of the city was out as well. Lucky for me, I went into the confines of the 10x10 conference room and shut the door to avoid the harsh beeping of every single computer in the office. Sure I had visitors, but after the first hour they died down a little. I ate Pringles, I guess that food storage idea of mine was great, but then they ran out.

#4, So if being stuck in the office without power isn't bad enough, the Branch Baby (a 5 month old baby boy who comes to work with his mom because we fully support babies and may I add dogs in the workplace, I know can we get any crazier?) Now mingling with my beeps are peeps. We carried on with Branch Baby for another hour or so listening to everyone ooh and ahh at him as he gave no love or affection back. Just when I had once again secluded myself into the office to nap, the computer nerds who are actually really cool came and turned off the beeping at least. A little while later the power was back on and we had to wait another 20 minutes or so to be back in business. But that's still just the start of the day.

#5, The work day was painfully slow. Even though I had time to relax it just made it drag on. I got a few angry folks from the orient and they always know how to fire me up with their questions. Later on in the day my supervisor was sitting behind me on the floor cooing with the baby. That was too much. Lucky for me, I had time to ponder life as the power was out and I came up with this great idea, see #6 for more information.


#6, Babies in the workplace is a HR policy but at the same time they adopted dogs in the workplace. Incredibly ridiculous I know but the light came on in my head as I made the connection that I am dogsitting. I have a dog to bring to the workplace. I was all excited about it until the man on the train said I'd have to say it was a service animal and I really don't want fur in my golden year Pontiac. I was going to bring it one day but I just realized it is too much work to make a point.

#7, Finally the day is over, I get to the train station and I meet a crazy man who is complaining that the train is late and in Seattle you can see where every type of public transportation is at any given moment. He continued to walk by me and try to strike up conservation but the train station is not where I want to make friends.

#8, The train is coming, I want to get in the first car so I start walking towards where I think the door will stop and open. The two co-workers/friends that I'm waiting with start to make fun of me because I am considered by others to be a master train hippie. They ask me where I'm going and I say to the front. It went something like this after that.
Brandon, "You going to ride in the Engine"?
Austin, "Nope, just getting in position".
Anthony, "I'm sure you can sit on the conductor's lap and help him drive it".
Austin, "No I don't want to control it".
Random guy standing by, "That's what she said".
Austin, "What did that guy say? What did you say"?
Random guy smiling and showing off his black tooth, "That's what she said".
Brandon, "What'd that guy say"?
Austin, "That's what she said and that's my line"!

Here are the three train amigos:





#9, Getting on the train, I like to sit on the second story, but I knew there weren't three seats together for us to sit in so I take a seat and tell my amigos that always complain about sitting up top they'll have to fend for themselves. I take a seat and Brandon sees one behind me. He runs for it. Anthony is stopped by the first seat that was open the whole time and he turns around to sit down and a man hustles his way into the seat in the process hitting his head hard on the lights that are a little low. So Anthony had to go sit by himself and I just died replaying the clip of the guy nailing his forehead just to get the seat before Anthony did. It's a vicious cycle!

#10, I get home, walk the dog, clean up his 2 foot long sausage link poo and eat a great dinner provided by Mrs. Atwood. I fall asleep about 8:30 and slept amazingly well after a hard day of work.