The other side of the pitch
I swear that the lunatics ran the asylum today. I have no idea what was going on today, but everything went kind of wrong. It was truck day at work, the truck didn’t show up, leaving a team of people without work and being given the choice to: a. go home b. go home and come back when the truck got there (yeah, right) c. work their regular shift or d. work their regular shift plus however long it took to unload the truck when it got there ( again, yeah ...right). So people were coming and going with little direction. I was good, I had a reset to do that I was able to work on, until one of my friends came up to me and said “I think I’m done.” “Done? What do you mean, done?” “Done with everything.” This led to an unauthorized run to Dunkin’ Donuts for Boston Crème and deep thoughts, which always leads to trouble (and usually no solutions). Sat in the breakroom with all of the truck team that had decided to work only their regluar hours, so the truck was not unloaded, which means that tomorrow will be truck day...again!
One of my friends pulls out his phone and shows me a photo of his 1957 Corvette and asked if he had shown it to me before... “Yes, you have and when....” “NO!!” “What do you mean NO?! When are you going to ...” “NO” .. .determined to NOT let me finish the question that I have asked before... “when are you going to teach me to drive a stick in the 57 Corvette?” Yeah, I get it... it’s not happening, is it? “I truly am hurt by your lack of faith in me”... all this, while my other friend is helping herself to pasta off my lunch plate... which I offered to let her finish because I don’t feel like eating because my stupid tooth hurts more now than it did BEFORE the root canal... which led to a series of “root canals gone wrong” stories from co workers that I really didn’t need to hear. The final straw was my manager telling me that he had let all of the managers in the district know that they have to fix their sucky unlinked shoe reports. “Really? Was that how you worded it?” “No, but next Friday you will be training the supervisors from another store.” Ugh, I HATE doing that!! Why can’t these people just do their jobs... afterall, it clearly is NOT rocket science. Then he tells me that I deserve a raise, but it is out of his hands. Have I mentioned before that our district manager thinks he is too sarcastic? So, because I am capable of doing this job right (probably because I have no life and spend way too much time at work) my reward is to become the training specialist for the district and not get paid for it. Yey, me!! I left after that, an hour early. I had had enough for one day. And there was soccer...
I wanted to surprise Dayna and show up at her soccer game today because it was her first game as a college coach. Her first time standing on the sidelines instead of playing on the field. So, I drove out to Paramus and got there just as the game was starting.... got TO THE COLLEGE just as the game was starting.... got to the field with 2 minutes left in the first half because I couldn’t find the field.... got to the field with a college security guard escort because I am sure that when I asked him directions he took one look at me and thought to himself... oh God, I’ll just take her... she’ll never find it (And he’d be absolutely right!!) Ugh!! Anyway, a 3-0 shut out for Dayna’s debut as a college coach. Not too shabby!! Got back home about 15 minutes before Dayna and she had to drive the team back to the college and drop off the van and get her car.... yes, something seemed to have gone awry on the way home too, even WITH the GPS!! Yes, I am totally and completely directionally challenged and hopeless.
My favorite thing about the game was the spectators that came with their own American Flag and posted it at the top of the hill overlooking the field. I am assuming it was because of 9/11, or maybe they bring a flag to every game, but I thought it was pretty great! So out of a whole bunch of really really bad soccer photos that I took today ( I guess I am really out of practice), this is one of the few that I liked, only because I was focusing only on the flag, but it has the soccer play in the background, the scoreboard showing Dayna’s team winning 2-0 at the time and Dayna standing on the sidelines on the far right (wearing her Rowan colors, brown and yellow) because she doesn’t have her CCM gear yet!! So, a fairly ugly day had a good ending. Congratulations to CCM on their first win and to Dayna for her first win as a coach.
The other side of the pitch
I swear that the lunatics ran the asylum today. I have no idea what was going on today, but everything went kind of wrong. It was truck day at work, the truck didn’t show up, leaving a team of people without work and being given the choice to: a. go home b. go home and come back when the truck got there (yeah, right) c. work their regular shift or d. work their regular shift plus however long it took to unload the truck when it got there ( again, yeah ...right). So people were coming and going with little direction. I was good, I had a reset to do that I was able to work on, until one of my friends came up to me and said “I think I’m done.” “Done? What do you mean, done?” “Done with everything.” This led to an unauthorized run to Dunkin’ Donuts for Boston Crème and deep thoughts, which always leads to trouble (and usually no solutions). Sat in the breakroom with all of the truck team that had decided to work only their regluar hours, so the truck was not unloaded, which means that tomorrow will be truck day...again!
One of my friends pulls out his phone and shows me a photo of his 1957 Corvette and asked if he had shown it to me before... “Yes, you have and when....” “NO!!” “What do you mean NO?! When are you going to ...” “NO” .. .determined to NOT let me finish the question that I have asked before... “when are you going to teach me to drive a stick in the 57 Corvette?” Yeah, I get it... it’s not happening, is it? “I truly am hurt by your lack of faith in me”... all this, while my other friend is helping herself to pasta off my lunch plate... which I offered to let her finish because I don’t feel like eating because my stupid tooth hurts more now than it did BEFORE the root canal... which led to a series of “root canals gone wrong” stories from co workers that I really didn’t need to hear. The final straw was my manager telling me that he had let all of the managers in the district know that they have to fix their sucky unlinked shoe reports. “Really? Was that how you worded it?” “No, but next Friday you will be training the supervisors from another store.” Ugh, I HATE doing that!! Why can’t these people just do their jobs... afterall, it clearly is NOT rocket science. Then he tells me that I deserve a raise, but it is out of his hands. Have I mentioned before that our district manager thinks he is too sarcastic? So, because I am capable of doing this job right (probably because I have no life and spend way too much time at work) my reward is to become the training specialist for the district and not get paid for it. Yey, me!! I left after that, an hour early. I had had enough for one day. And there was soccer...
I wanted to surprise Dayna and show up at her soccer game today because it was her first game as a college coach. Her first time standing on the sidelines instead of playing on the field. So, I drove out to Paramus and got there just as the game was starting.... got TO THE COLLEGE just as the game was starting.... got to the field with 2 minutes left in the first half because I couldn’t find the field.... got to the field with a college security guard escort because I am sure that when I asked him directions he took one look at me and thought to himself... oh God, I’ll just take her... she’ll never find it (And he’d be absolutely right!!) Ugh!! Anyway, a 3-0 shut out for Dayna’s debut as a college coach. Not too shabby!! Got back home about 15 minutes before Dayna and she had to drive the team back to the college and drop off the van and get her car.... yes, something seemed to have gone awry on the way home too, even WITH the GPS!! Yes, I am totally and completely directionally challenged and hopeless.
My favorite thing about the game was the spectators that came with their own American Flag and posted it at the top of the hill overlooking the field. I am assuming it was because of 9/11, or maybe they bring a flag to every game, but I thought it was pretty great! So out of a whole bunch of really really bad soccer photos that I took today ( I guess I am really out of practice), this is one of the few that I liked, only because I was focusing only on the flag, but it has the soccer play in the background, the scoreboard showing Dayna’s team winning 2-0 at the time and Dayna standing on the sidelines on the far right (wearing her Rowan colors, brown and yellow) because she doesn’t have her CCM gear yet!! So, a fairly ugly day had a good ending. Congratulations to CCM on their first win and to Dayna for her first win as a coach.