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Chaotic morning
Aug. 15th, 2006 11:19 amI was supposed to be at a meeting this morning at 8 am. I was meeting colleagues at 7:50. I had the address I was going to in an email.
I woke up this morning - and our email servers were down. Crap.
I had cell phone numbers of people - but none of them were people who could help me. Panic! I sprinted out the door, ran to the PATH train. The right train pulled up as I got there. Got to my stop, sprinted to the subway. The right train was again pulling up. Surfaced by my building into a deluge. (I'd done a normally 50 minute commute in 35.) Ran to the office. Dashed to my computer. Network still down. Asked someone for the guy I'm meeting's cell number. My cell died. Borrowed a phone. Found out I needed to be 12 blocks south and two blocks west of where I was. In five minutes. Crap! Ran back to the subway. The right train was once again pulling in. Thanked God. Got off three stops down, ran two blocks. Got there at 7:52. Gasping.
Not the best start to a day.
Incidentally - on the way between meetings, we ran into ten guys dressed as Roman centurions, accompanying a litter/palanquin/thing, which was full of Rome DVDs. Apparently the HBO show is coming out on DVD, and they've chosen to advertise by having guys dressed as Romans tromping around the streets of New York. Weird, but entertaining.
I woke up this morning - and our email servers were down. Crap.
I had cell phone numbers of people - but none of them were people who could help me. Panic! I sprinted out the door, ran to the PATH train. The right train pulled up as I got there. Got to my stop, sprinted to the subway. The right train was again pulling up. Surfaced by my building into a deluge. (I'd done a normally 50 minute commute in 35.) Ran to the office. Dashed to my computer. Network still down. Asked someone for the guy I'm meeting's cell number. My cell died. Borrowed a phone. Found out I needed to be 12 blocks south and two blocks west of where I was. In five minutes. Crap! Ran back to the subway. The right train was once again pulling in. Thanked God. Got off three stops down, ran two blocks. Got there at 7:52. Gasping.
Not the best start to a day.
Incidentally - on the way between meetings, we ran into ten guys dressed as Roman centurions, accompanying a litter/palanquin/thing, which was full of Rome DVDs. Apparently the HBO show is coming out on DVD, and they've chosen to advertise by having guys dressed as Romans tromping around the streets of New York. Weird, but entertaining.
