Monday, March 12, 2012

The Imaginary Workout

I have been working out every day for 2 weeks without a day off, which is a good thing. I feel good, I like it that I am making progress and it gets me out of the house. Everybody wins.

My job doesn't run quite so smoothly. I am on-call this week, which means my life isn't my own for 7 days. For the next 168 hours, I am just hating life. Everything pisses me off. The dog sleeping in the corner sends me into a rage. Useless mutt.

Today, I was going to work out at the gym, I drive the 20 minutes in the dark and rain to get there, I just pull into the parking lot and the flippin' phone rings. Some losers from work on the other end of the call have decided that their problems are now my problems, they can't live unless I skip my workout, drive back home in the dark and rain, which is quickly turning to rain and snow mix, and fix their stupid problems. I drive home, in the snow, no workout for me. I get home, after two hours of working on the problem, it turns out that they unplugged their router. They plugged it back in, everything works. Isn't that odd how that works?

So that brings up another couple questions that I would like answers to.
1. Doesn't anybody think to check to see if the freakin' router is plugged in before calling me? Is it really that difficult? Really?
2. How far into hell am I going to be sent for the thoughts I am having right now? Is it just the edge of hell or do I get the direct flight to my final destination?
3. How far is my run going to fall off by missing a lift day?

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