Some Days, It Would Be Wiser To Stay In Bed

Runaway-wheelchair
Today has been a bad day already. Bad, as in BAD. I should have stayed in bed. But at the rate the day is going, the bed would have fallen apart, or the ceiling squashed me, or something!

Woke up from a bad night's sleep.

Then I went to get some passport photos done. The printer smudged my face on the first run! Jammed on the second run. Finally, third time lucky, I got my photo. I look like a psycho-axe-murderer, but that seemed to be the least of my problems at that point!

Next stop - Petrol station. I filled up, and when I came back from paying, I realised some nitwit had parked his car about 75cm from my driver side's door. I couldn't get back in the car. So I went to ask inside if the driver could kinly move his car. The guy said "hold on, I'm just getting coffee and a muffin, it'll be a moment". A moment turned into FIFTEEN MINUTES. Annoyance indeed.

Got to work, and a bit frazzled, I let my wheelchair escape me. See, the parking lot is at an angle. As a result, my wheelchair took a nice long slow stroll across the lot and landed against a colleague's car. I had to call someone for help. They, of course, were laughing at me so hard I thought they were going to bust a gut. Can you see my chair in that photo? All the way to the other side of the parking area? Uh huh...

Yeah, shoulda stayed in bed today...

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Aug 12, 2010
James Hancox liked this post.
Aug 18, 2010
chlsrnnrt said...
wow wat a rough morning, indeed. I wish I could see the psycho-axe-murderer picture lol.

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