It’s Wednesday. Maybe today will be better.
Yesterday was Shitshow 2 – Electric Boogaloo. I made myself a cup of tea and left it by the sugar bowl to steep while prepped my face for makeup time. I promptly forgot about it. Oh well, it was my second cup, anyway, I’ll live. Then, on the way into work, I came around a curve and ended up in a flock of sparrows.
I came around the turn and they all flew up from a lawn on one side and went across the street to another lawn. I happened to be in the crossfire, so to speak. Unfortunately, there were several casualties.
When I’d left on Monday, the systems were still rebooting. Since the systems are so interconnected, it’s a solid bet that if the power goes out then something won’t work properly when it comes back. DayTech texted me on Monday night, the phones never came back after the power came back as I left, and the scanners didn’t work. When I went in yesterday, one scanner was still unavailable, and the phones were still wonky. Two of the three phones were still screwed up; one would ring but had no voice channel, one wouldn’t ring at all. Only the phone at the pharmacist’s terminal worked.
However, do you think Capt. Useless could answer the phone, even though the phone was ringing right next to him?
DayTech muscled her way into his space at one point and said “I need your computer while I answer this phone.” Matryoshka came in a couple of hours after I did, and spent an hour working with him. We managed to do a lot of stuff, and there wasn’t much left over. But it was a rough couple of days, and I went to Wendy’s for dinner because I needed something good in my world.
They screwed up my order.
Today is a full shift with Matryoshka. We set up the morning’s work before I left, so I hope things will go smoothly today.
now I usually read your post, then get a cup of coffee, then write mine. I didn’t do that today. I started to write mine, then read yours. Damn, we used the same featured image. I saw that when you sent it to me last night. All I could think of is The Purge lol. Those people at Wendy’s would’ve gotten a one star review on yelp for screwing up your order, and a letter to my alderman.
I’m pretty sure my Google review of them says something like “It’s Wendy’s. Just be happy if you get most of your order hot.”