Anyways...I headed to work at 9:00 (brutal, the 9-5 schedule legitimately sucks the life out of me) and nearly hit a few people on my maiden voyage of the newly tuned up bicycle (thanks Brain). Arrived at work, panting and sweating profusely due to my extreme state of being out of shape, trucked up three flights of stairs and plopped for a millisecond. Then I continued the lovely process of continuing to file a bajillion samples into two very large and hefty binders. This darn project should be re-titled Paper Cut-a-palooza as opposed to File Away Your Life because I procured far too many paper cuts for any normal person to endure in one eight-hour time period. Gah, the horror!
Now...I ran out of those lovely plastic cover sheets at one point and so I headed down to the supply shelves on a hunt for more. Now, mind you, those darn things are so flippin' slippery! Naturally I grabbed a stack of them and all but the top and the bottom one went flying all over the place. As the official Newb of the office, I just muttered "typical" under my breath as I bent over to pick them all up...only knocking over a few metal cylinders and causing a slight ruckus. Thank heavens no one was down there with me...unless of course they were secretly lurking behind the shelves. Yikes.
Then I headed back up to my little office with a huge window and proceeded to spill them all over. Again. I kid you not, I am an idiot.
Anyways, I managed to keep my composure for the rest of the day and ended the day with a lovely (but also time lengthening) textual conversation with the Brain...counting down the minutes until we were freed of our respective work areas. His being "The Cave" (a closet) and mine being...well "The Little Office with a Huge Window."
Made it home without taking anyone out...although it was far busier on my ride home than the 9 a.m. ride there. Obviously. Should have been expecting that.
Twas waffle night at the Gregorka Household since the Faj took a hiatus in Seattle for the gigantic conference that has made up the logo decorating his e-mail signature for months. I headed home on the two-wheeled wonder, which was exciting to be able to whiz home so quickly on a bike! All the while saving the atmosphere and gasoline! Win win situation. The trouble began when the Maj sent me to Arbor Farms to pick up some strawbs and a cantaloup...oh and some spinach-y egg salad thing. No problem right? Wrong. Incorrect. False. I made it to the check out just fine, and then the checkout lady asked if I wanted a bag, but I figured since I made it there without a bag, I could definitely get to the car. Wrong. Incorrect. False. Yet again. As I swept the strawberries off the counter, they went flying into the air, and landed with the crunch of plastic as they all leapt to their death on the grocery store floor. Cue Andrea leaning over red-faced picking up the strawberries one-by-one as customers flowed by and the cashiers stared at me. Oy way to go me!
Naturally when I arrived home it turned out we didn't even need them, because the older pack sufficed. Garsh.
Then came the lovely ride home. Shoved my keys, phone, and iPod into my short pockets and headed east down Liberty back to the Chateau. Riding along without a clue...rockin' out to my lovely tunes...upon my return home I realized that I was missing a key piece of equipment in the form of a silver cell phone. Ruh roh. Must've just taken a leap to its death as I was riding home, and naturally I didn't hear it clang on the asphalt because I was jammin' to the music that was somewhat blasting out of my earbuds. Therefore, I hopped back on the bike and started retracing my Chateau-Bound Route of travel. Along the way I ran into the Maj who was out on a walk and alerted her of the situation slash set her on the lookout for the M.I.A. LG Slide telephone.
I then continued my horrible uphill (slow) trek to Ridgemor Drive and found the Brain speeding down the driveway on his two-wheeled cycle. He instructed me to follow him because he was going to pick up my phone. Pick up my phone?! Holy muffins! Hallelujah there IS a god! We headed to the old neighborhood across the woods and picked up my wonderful phone from a fantastical good samaritan. Goodness I love Ann Arbor.
The best part is, the only reason she found my phone is because she thought she did the same thing, so she was riding back looking for her phone when she came across mine! Don't worry folks, hers ended up being on the counter at home. Hahaha oy.
Anyways, that was the end of that adventure and extremely difficult day due to my lack of coordination and brain activity. Womp City.
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