Comedy of errors

Argh! is just about right.

I can't believe I woke up in a heart-thumping panic, scurried through my shower, pelted out the door, rushed to the kopi tiam to get my breakfast & coffee, flagged a cab and practically inhaled my morning ciggie.

Only to find I rushed for the wrong shift.

Got in to work at 7.10AM thinking I was late for work when, it turns out, my shift today starts at 8.30AM. Oh. My. God. No wonder the alarm didn't go off. What a comedy of fucking errors. I could've slept in at least another hour! Argh!

Now normally, I'm pretty good about these things; and in my 2 years of this part time job, it's happened only one other time. But I so hate it when this happens.


I hope it doesn't set the tone for the rest of the day.....