This past week was quite eventful. The first of the month fell on a Thursday before a holiday weekend in the US (Labor Day), and Friday through Monday were lost days for most of us. Once Tuesday began, things began happening in a rush. I was no exception.
The first thing that happened to me when I started work was I read an email from somebody posting anonymously who told us the obscene version of “get lost” because they didn’t like our recent commercial. Whomever you are, don’t blame us; blame the ad agency. Besides, if we did “get lost,” who would there be for you to unload your cowardly invective upon? Next time, actually list your email so we can at least thank you for taking the time to cuss us out on the first work day after a holiday.
The second thing that happened to me before my Wednesday even started was the sound of knocking on my front door at 7:28 in the morning, before my alarm even went off (it rings at 7:30). It was an installer who should have been visiting at 1:00 in the afternoon. I just hope nobody was waiting at 7:30 elsewhere for a no-show.
The third thing that happened to me was my emergence from my no television experiment. I actually went twelve days, spending my Monday holiday writing instead of viewing reruns (see last week’s entry). When I finally did turn the morning show on, I didn’t feel that I had missed anything. The shootings didn’t stop, school started, and it was raining as if the heavens were weeping for us. It had been so long since we’d had rain, it seemed more inconvenient than usual, especially since it was the start of school.
Next came the exterminator, who was taken aback by the volume of school children walking down out street after having been dismissed early on their first day. I explained that we had two high schools nearby (I didn’t mention the elementary schools). The week’s deluge was followed by appointments, meetings, organizing several virtual office events, and plowing into the fall norm as if summer hadn’t put us in a state of blissful ignorance.
To cap off the week, Queen Elizabeth II died.
The week really did tax all of us. It was the first “first week of fall” in two years that was nearly normal, and we weren’t ready for it. At least it is out of our systems now. Let’s hope the rest of the year is kinder.
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