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Friday, September 30. If It Wasn't Friday, I'd Be Screwed.

Ok so. Zzzzzzz... Ok so. Zzzzzzzzzz... Sorry! Just...sooo...sleepyzzzzzzzz. Brb

Ok so. I went to bed at 10 and was up at 6. Then I was up again at 6:30...and again at 6:48.  That time, I actually got up and rushed slowly to work.  I got on the train and sat down. It was then that I realized that it was day two of Rosh Hashanah and that there were many seats available as quite a few people had taken the day off to celebrate.  I actually fell somewhat asleep until we got to my stop and I got off the train.  

I walk into my office building, dragging my will behind me. I smell the Buck's coffee brewing.  My nose forces me to heed to the call of the coffee.  I go into Starbuck's inside my building to order my favorite coffee.  There's some dude in line ahead of me who orders a bottle of the vanilla syrup they use to make the drinks.  It takes them (dude and the cashier) five minutes to complete his order and get him out of the way.  I'm late now... As I walk toward the elevator, a man I recognize is walking toward it from the opposite direction. I recognize this man because a couple of times in the past, when I was late, he made a comment to me about it.  Now mind you, this man was minding my business and not his own.  I was in no mood to explain to this man that I was tired and that he was being intrusive.  Luckily for him, he smiled and said good morning and then went on about his business.  I woulda let him have it today! 

So anyway. I get to work. The day dragged on.  I left. TGIF! I really couldn't take another work day this week.

Lesson:  If it's not your business, don't mind it. AND Holidays and coffee help make the morning commute better. :-)

A Girl Changing The World

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