A Series of Unfortunate Events

I guess the title is a little dramatic, but you all know I have a flair for the dramatic.

The day started off well enough. I perused the files of about a dozen new cases and began summarizing them in a personal list, so I'd be prepared for my meeting tomorrow.

So what were the unfortunate events of my day, you ask?

Around 11:30, I headed out to an early lunch with six cohorts. We left the building through this revolving door. (I took this pic as I left today, so it's dark.)

To get through this door, you need to swipe your card through this. You may only go through one person at a time.

I knew all of this, but somehow I still got stuck.

I got stuck in an electric revolving door!

My co-workers laughed at me, and other random people who were waiting to get out even heckled me for delaying them. I had to wait what seemed an eternity for the door to revolve back, as I slowly shuffled out and sheepishly swiped again and finally emerged to the world outside.

It's a rite of passage, I'm told. Several people admitted they had fallen prey to The Evil Revolving Door during their first days, too. Regardless, so embarrassing!

When I got back from lunch, I finished up my files from the morning. It didn't take me very long. Easy-peasy. Then I tooled around the office as best as I could. This is hard to do when your Internet access is so limited.

At around 4:30, my secretary came into my office, wheeling in a cart full of files, like 20 or so. WTF?! I was pissed. Really pissed. She had sat on these all day long and only now gave them to me. I was not a happy camper. I could've handily finished these up during the afternoon!

I stayed later than I wanted to, which made me extremely angry. Truth be told, I actually got home before I would on "early" days back at my old firm, but the fact that this didn't need to happen at all truly irked me. I hope this was an off day for my secretary.

Grr.

Toward the end of my work day, Nanette e-mailed me to ask if I was going to Kay's party tonight. Huh? Shit! I had forgotten all about it! ARGH. Man, I was a real winner today. I felt terrible. I never even RSVPed either. It's not like I could just show up on her doorstep now without any warning. Hi, my name is Crappy Friend. Boo.

In any event, it was too late to go. Double boo.

When I finally got home, my place was dark and cold and empty. Mr. Monkey is out of town, and I didn't get the happy greeting I usually get, which only added to my Bummer Thursday. Triple boo.

Sadly, I reverted to an old habit. I ate. I made this fattening treat.

It felt good to eat something sweet and warm and gooey, but now I feel like shit. If I weren't so vain about my teeth, I'd probably purge. Ugh.