After we both recovered, he asked me if I'd forgotten the schedule change for the day. Instead of opening, I was working the middle shift that began at noon to accommodate a co-worker with a dentist appointment. Boss had come in on his day off to cover the time until I started.
(If he had told me, I didn't remember; I'm always paranoid that when the schedule changes I won't show up when I'm supposed to, so I send myself an email and make a reminder on my phone so I don't forget. In the almost three years I've had this job I've never forgotten.)But in the end my certitude that I was right and he was wrong didn't really matter. What the boss says goes, so all of a sudden I had two and a half hours to kill until my shift started. I walked away from the desk in a foul mood and pondered my options.
I had everything I needed in the car to get exercise and run errands. My original plan was to take care of the tasks after work; now I'd just get as much done beforehand as I could and finish up the rest on the way home. Since I wouldn't have the opportunity to shower I figured out I could take a walk without getting too sweaty. I went into the closest bathroom and changed from work clothes to workout clothes, then left the mall. It felt strange to be driving away just a short time after I'd arrived.
My first stop was a nearby Walmart to return some things. After I finished up I attempted to use the restroom on the way out. It was closed for cleaning, which made me even more annoyed. I left the store irritated at everyone and everything. I drove several blocks and parked the car at a nearby office building, then went inside and used their restroom before I started my walk.
Car keys and cell phone in one pocket, music player in the other, I turned left out of the parking lot. and another left at the first street. I tried listening to the radio, but the tuner on my music player wasn't picking up the station's signal well (yet another reason to be irritated). Instead I flipped over to music, choosing an oldie but goodie--Supernatural by Santana. Soon I was walking in time to the uptempo Latin rhythms and my mood got a bit lighter.
The neighborhood turned out to be made up of large older homes, each surrounded by lovely mature landscaping. As I walked up one street and down the next I tried to pick out which house I'd like to live in. Before I knew it I realized my bad mood had completely vanished. I looked at the time on my phone and realized almost an hour had passed; I had to get back to the car, eat my lunch, and change clothes so I could be back at work on time.
I thought I'd kept good track of the streets I walked on, but when I got to the first intersection I couldn't remember which way to turn. I tried one way, but the houses didn't look familiar so I turned around and doubled back. A second street didn't seem right either. I began to get a little concerned, so I pulled out my phone and used the mapping app to give me directions. It told me I was almost a mile away from the car (yikes!), so I picked up the pace and broke into a slow jog.
When I made it back to familiar territory I breathed a sigh of relief. I was about five blocks from where I needed to be.There was plenty of time to do the things I needed to and get to the mall. However, I didn't count on what happened next.
(TO BE CONTINUED......)
Five years ago today: Implements Optional
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ReplyDeleteI have to say, showing up at the wrong time (or day) is one thing I'm always afraid of.
It's the worst feeling ever!
DeleteI came in from work today contemplating how to turn a grumpy day happy. I made a plan and am about to execute it. Looking forward to the rest of your story.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'd like to hear about YOUR plan. Hope you share in a post.
DeleteWhat happened next? Oh you've got me hooked ...
ReplyDeleteGroovy! Stay tuned :-)
DeleteI'm having an irritating day today. Maybe I should go for a walk and enjoy the sunshine a bit... Interested to find out what happened next!
ReplyDeleteBeing outside in nice weather ALWAYS improves my mood.
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