a fun kind of day

It was my first real day back at work after the unfortunate mishap in the transcription room.  I cover-sticked the black eye, pulled some hair down over the laceration and headed out 30 minutes early in order to get a parking place.

You would think that would be plenty of time, but noooooooooooo.  Two of the parking lots were closed off - there was NOWHERE, i repeat - NOWHERE to park except the old nursing quarters 1/4 a mile away.  And so, I had my morning walk, stalked into the building with every intention of dragging my breathless self into the superintendent's office to complain bitterly, but thought better of it.  Ticking off the big boss is not the best way to start a Monday.  I ducked into the office where Carol was already sitting at her desk.  It was 7:59.

"Ya know - I was HERE at 7:30 and it took me this long to park and walk from Missouri.  GRRRRRRRRR"

Carol said - "I have bad news.  I forgot the carafe and basket for the coffee maker.  What are we going to do?"

WHAT?  No coffee on top of everything else?

"I just don't know, Carol.  Buy instant at the canteen?"

I huffed around the office and got down to business.  Ten minutes later, Roberta walked in.  Now..Roberta is minister and always has a smile on her face.  She flung the door open, glared around the room and said - "Good morning," but you could certainly see that she meant good (#*!%^& morning.  don't talk to me.

This was a shock.  I had never seen Roberta like this before, but I suppose an unplanned morning hike can do that to anybody - even the kindliest of preacher women.  I felt dread when Carol said to her - "Roberta, I forgot the -"

NO, don't TELL her! i pleaded.

"coffee pot.  Mara, what are we going to do about that?"

And so I got on the phone, looking for spare coffee machine parts and danged if I didn't find an entire spare coffee machine in central supply!

And while in the hallway, I bumped into the superintendent and new captain.  This was a prime opportunity to express my dissatisfaction with parking space, but...

Man, that new captain looked familiar.  He came closer and...could it really be?  It WAS!  My cousin, Ken.  :-D  Things were looking up.

To cut this ramble short - Roberta had her coffee and smiled again. And she allowed us to talk to her.  Carol was pleased that we were all caffeined up, the superintendent was in a jolly mood, and between the cousins, there is gonna be some mischief at the hospital.  And the best thing that happened was - I had a call from a friend with good news.  He's employed again! 

It isn't so hard for a day to turn around.  Even a Monday.