Bitching, Pissing, and Moaning
Kay so this is a really long story. If you want the gist of it without actually reading it here is a synapsis. Hit my knee, popped my shoulder out of socket twice, safe on the arm, followed by a cop for way too long, no shades led to a massive headache, late late late lunch, 6 rush hours, and ran off the road. I think that is about it. That explains my Friday though.
Kay. So I was at the gym on Thursday night. I was having a great time lifting. I had just finished the squat machine, when I went to swing my legs out of it, The bar from the machine next to me swung up to meet my knee on its way down. It hurt like hell. Still does infact. So I finished at the gym and went home to sleep.
Friday I had to wake up early so that I could get into work, then up to headquarters by 8. I left my house at 10 til 5. It was crappy ass traffic, so I had to pick my way through back streets to work. Even then it still took bout 30 min past what it should have. I got into work, collected the stuff to go to headquarters, and realized that I didn't finish puting something together Thursday afternoon because of meetings. So I scrambled to finish, burning myself in the process with solder. I finished in like record time. Threw everything in a bag, and ran to the car. I jumped in, and tore off like a bat outta hell. I was crusing up the George Washington Parkway, when I saw a cop. I slammed on breaks, but he saw me and turned to follow. He followed me until we got to traffic, and had to crawl. Then he turned off. I waited in traffic, and slowly made my way to HQ. I got there finally, then I had to circle the lot looking for parking. I finally found one out in the east Jesus Lot. And had to run to the door, then to the other side of the building to get to the office. I got there about 10 min late, but that was okay because we had until nine. We were trying to fix this thing that was down low so I laid down on the floor, and my shoulder poped outta socket. Go figure. So I changed how I was laying, and continued working. We found the problem, fixed it, and I jumped to my feet. I didn't realize that my arm was under a safe. I poped my arm up, and levered it into the safe. Brusing the muscle, and tearing the tendons (according to the nurse) It didn't break miraculusly, cause I was trying to jump to my feet. So problem fixed, I went back to the car. Now the sun was out and I went to put on my shades. No such luck, I left them at home. Now I am pissed. I get back onto the parkway going South. And it is Gridlock. This is my third rush hour of the day, and it is barely 9:30.
I get back to the lab about 11, and start to see what is going on for lunch. I get about 5 people interested in going out to eat, and they all agree on around 12 to 12:30. I go back to work, and then at about 12:15 I start to round up the few people. One person is stuck in a meeting, and he tells us it will be over shortly. So we all wait, and wait, and wait. About 1:45 he comes out. Now there are just 2 of us interested in going. We go and then get back at 2:30. Hey guess what kiddos, time for me to go home. I leave as fast as possible so I don't get stuck there. I get home at 4, and April's Grandkids are over. I go to lay down. I get almost to the point of sleep when one of them charges into my room chasing a cat, and jumps onto my bed. He landed on my arm popping it back out of socket again. So I decided to just leave and head towards reston. I left at 4:30, and got there at 6:30. All the driving that I did on Friday, I could have fucking gone to Missouri. We ate dinner, then we were going to go see Starsky and Hutch. The next show time was at 9:45. I bid them all farewell, and left for home. 7:50 you would think that rush hour would be over. Not in DC. It took me an hour and a half on the way home, and I got run of the road once by a dumbass not paying attention to where he was going. I got home, went to bed, and didn't sleep hardly at all. That is all I wanted to bitch about. I just had a really shitty day on Friday, and had to say something about it.
I hope everyone else's Friday was better than mine.
Oh... And I am down for obvious reasons...
Kay. So I was at the gym on Thursday night. I was having a great time lifting. I had just finished the squat machine, when I went to swing my legs out of it, The bar from the machine next to me swung up to meet my knee on its way down. It hurt like hell. Still does infact. So I finished at the gym and went home to sleep.
Friday I had to wake up early so that I could get into work, then up to headquarters by 8. I left my house at 10 til 5. It was crappy ass traffic, so I had to pick my way through back streets to work. Even then it still took bout 30 min past what it should have. I got into work, collected the stuff to go to headquarters, and realized that I didn't finish puting something together Thursday afternoon because of meetings. So I scrambled to finish, burning myself in the process with solder. I finished in like record time. Threw everything in a bag, and ran to the car. I jumped in, and tore off like a bat outta hell. I was crusing up the George Washington Parkway, when I saw a cop. I slammed on breaks, but he saw me and turned to follow. He followed me until we got to traffic, and had to crawl. Then he turned off. I waited in traffic, and slowly made my way to HQ. I got there finally, then I had to circle the lot looking for parking. I finally found one out in the east Jesus Lot. And had to run to the door, then to the other side of the building to get to the office. I got there about 10 min late, but that was okay because we had until nine. We were trying to fix this thing that was down low so I laid down on the floor, and my shoulder poped outta socket. Go figure. So I changed how I was laying, and continued working. We found the problem, fixed it, and I jumped to my feet. I didn't realize that my arm was under a safe. I poped my arm up, and levered it into the safe. Brusing the muscle, and tearing the tendons (according to the nurse) It didn't break miraculusly, cause I was trying to jump to my feet. So problem fixed, I went back to the car. Now the sun was out and I went to put on my shades. No such luck, I left them at home. Now I am pissed. I get back onto the parkway going South. And it is Gridlock. This is my third rush hour of the day, and it is barely 9:30.
I get back to the lab about 11, and start to see what is going on for lunch. I get about 5 people interested in going out to eat, and they all agree on around 12 to 12:30. I go back to work, and then at about 12:15 I start to round up the few people. One person is stuck in a meeting, and he tells us it will be over shortly. So we all wait, and wait, and wait. About 1:45 he comes out. Now there are just 2 of us interested in going. We go and then get back at 2:30. Hey guess what kiddos, time for me to go home. I leave as fast as possible so I don't get stuck there. I get home at 4, and April's Grandkids are over. I go to lay down. I get almost to the point of sleep when one of them charges into my room chasing a cat, and jumps onto my bed. He landed on my arm popping it back out of socket again. So I decided to just leave and head towards reston. I left at 4:30, and got there at 6:30. All the driving that I did on Friday, I could have fucking gone to Missouri. We ate dinner, then we were going to go see Starsky and Hutch. The next show time was at 9:45. I bid them all farewell, and left for home. 7:50 you would think that rush hour would be over. Not in DC. It took me an hour and a half on the way home, and I got run of the road once by a dumbass not paying attention to where he was going. I got home, went to bed, and didn't sleep hardly at all. That is all I wanted to bitch about. I just had a really shitty day on Friday, and had to say something about it.
I hope everyone else's Friday was better than mine.
Oh... And I am down for obvious reasons...
posted by ScrAgnX at 3/06/2004 07:17:00 PM
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