I'm sure you've had these days when you wish you hadn't woken up because one unfortunate situation after another keeps happening. Here's how it went.
After poking fun at the other Sara for sneezing on public transportation, I waited 30 minutes for the cross-town bus with wet hair. Once it arrived, the driver kicked me out because I only had 50 cents left on my card and they only accept payment in coins. Who carries $2.25 in coins in their wallets? With whatever was left of my pride, my LV heels but no tears, I walked off and into the office. Not before stopping by the 68th street train station to buy a new card. That was another painful exercise as I tried 2 vending machines (broken) and 1 live attendant (don't take credit cards) before finding a working machine.
One hour after leaving my house I finally arrive at the office. The SVP emails me to request a change to a document. I search through all drives, it's gone, MIA, not even in my recycling bin.
Usually, I would have exploded, maybe even cried a little. But since I'm more conscious about managing my stress, I just took a few deep breaths and went to work to re-establish some feeling of productivity.
I have a feeling it's not over though....
