…that when we absolutely, positively need to be somewhere at a certain time, virtual speedbumps impede every possible step of the journey?
Consider my prep for a 3 pm meeting. (Yes, on a Sunday. No, we don’t call meetings ‘on account of football’ here in the NW…)
- Who knew that seventy-five zillion people all wanted to be at Kinko’s on a Sunday afternoon at 2 pm? Who expected that 2/3rds of the copiers would be out of order.
- The product I needed at Office Depot? Waaaay over yonder on yon back wall. Except – gee, darn, we’re out of stock. Here, buy this 4X more expensive version instead! But only if you can find a checkout clerk to take your money, that is.
- What’s with the crowd in Office Depot, anyway? It’s Sunday, people. Unless you’re shopping early for Christmas, I guess – but I pity your gift recipients if that’s the case!
- And don’t even get me started on traffic on a Sunday afternoon. Either you’ve got your typical Sunday drivers (extra spooked because it’s Raining! And the roads are now Slippery! Not to mention those leaves, eek!) – or those who left their houses mid-Nascar race bound and determined to emulate Dale Jr.
After all of that, I got to my meeting (DM in tow) at 3:02. The Office Depot purchase? Not needed. The Kinko’s efforts? Should have done it on the home copier.
But the ability to drive like Dale Jr. for a brief shining moment?