How You Been? Please Don't Shoot Me

I go to class this morning. Wake up early, sit in traffic. Go to the Oracle buildings. But that's not where I'm supposed to be. I'm supposed to be downtown.

Twenty minutes later I arrive, fifteen minutes late, after much walking and irritation.

Strolling into the room I smile at the first person my eyes fall upon.

And it's a woman I nearly fired four years ago who later sued the company after her next manager fired her, and lost. If one could concentrate hate and beam it at another, it would have looked a lot like how she looked at me. I smiled and said, "Hi, how are you?" and went to sit down.

After class I went to find my car. Walked for about 15 minutes in heels. Used the advanced technology of echolocation, using my car alarm to tell me when I was close. Passed The Plaintiff in the process, was actually worried that she was waiting to shoot me or run me over.

Checked into the hotel and crashed, hard.

So the hotel is 15 minutes from the class, since the class is 15 minutes from where I thought, but there is a railway between 'em with practically door to door.


How was your day?