I should have stayed in bed this morning! Then mysteriously been transported to work, call nice and lean, smelling pretty and looking hot. Instead, I got out of bed on time, got dressed on time, make up done on time, collating everything into one handbag on time OK. Not on time. It was at this point that it became a litany of small disasters leading up to one great big one.

I needed to log onto the bank website I use so I could get my BSB and account number - I reached into my bag for my diary and pen, and as I was getting ready to write it all down, I noticed my fingers were sticky.. I looked down at my hands, and they were covered in blue ink. I stared for a moment, not quite absorbing the meaning of blue ink. I then looked at the pen in my hands, and both hands were covered, and my filofax (which isn’t leather, its CHINO - so now the cover is ruined). [insert mental anguished scream]

OK no problem ,  I find the banking details, use the pen to write it all down, precariously switch off the laptop without staining it with blue pen  ink. I run to the kitchen and start scrubbing my hands with the green pot scrubber thingy and hot water and soap. Eventually I get enough blue pen off my hands and fingers and.. fingernails? how the hell did it get on those? I rushed off to the bus stop once I collected my bag, diary and everything else, only to find that as I was standing on one side of the road… the bus I needed to catch drove on by, without me. [(-&^k]

I waited and waited and waited for the next bus, due to swing on by at 8.08am, except it didn’t turn up until 8.18am. So I rang my new work, told them I was going to be up to 10 minutes late, and stewed about what a great (not) first impression that was. As I scuttled into the training room - kindly walked in by the Head of Training, I took my seat rather sheepishly. I was happy though, I made it, only 5 minutes late. Until I found out the man sitting next to me, was my new boss - doing induction training as well. God, someone kill me now.

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