May 11, 2003

• Missed the 8.06am (the train I catch when I'm running late), got the 8.15am.
  

  Got to the city (freezing because a window in the carriage was jammed open).
  

  Went to Hudson’s to get my coffee because I needed to use the eftpos card.
  

  Ordered my coffee (actually, a chai latte), said “can I get $20 out of my cheque account” as I handed over the card.
  

  Guy said “yeap, no problems.”
  

  He hands me the thingie to type in my PIN.
  

  It says savings. I say “oh, I want it from my cheque account”.
  

  He says “oh, ok.”
  

  Changes it.
  

  I put in my PIN press ok.
  

  See he’s not added on the $20 cash.
  

  *grumble under my breath*
  

  Get my coffee then notice he’s not given me my Danish, check eftpos receipt, I’ve been charged for it, so ask about it.
  

  “Oh, ok. Sorry.”
  

  Walk to work, computer won’t start up.
  

  *grumbles more*
  

  Finally get computer started up, with the aid of 3 techie type boys.
  

  Notice, that in my flap about the computer not starting up, I’ve forgotten about my chai latte, and it’s now gone cold.
  

  Bite into my Danish, and my teeth scrap down the side of a cherry stone, nearly making me gag.
  

  Ahh…. Monday.
  

  On a brighter note:
  

  
  

  *grumbles more*
  

  discover that the picture that you scanned this morning before work and thought you uploaded for later use on xanga, did not get uploaded.
  

  Ah, I'll fix that when I get home from work in like 7hrs.
  

  It can only get better, right?
  

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