It's been one of those mornings!!!
Last night I headed out after a very successful day at work (shh... it's a secret) for some customer service team building drinks. Twas a fun evening but I drunk too much again (I did request diet Coke's but no one listened).
Woke up this morning with a not too bad headache and the quickly disappearing memories of a dream I had about visiting India in search of curry. All very normal. Got to the train station and there was a 6 minute delay... no bother I thought. 6 minutes turned to 10 minutes then to several cancellations. I then did the near unthinkable... I caught a DLR without a ticket. I don't think I can quite convey into words the discomfort this gives me. I had to force myself onto that train, and then the ticket collector came and stood next to me for the whole journey. I almost burst out crying while shouting "I have no ticket, arrest me!!!"
Anyway finally got to Lewisham... where the trains were delayed. DELAYED!! Grrr... I then went from one platform to another (repeatedly) missing trains till I finally caught a train to Cannon Street. Went to get off at London Bridge... the doors were out of order. SOB. So I've decided the Gods do not want me in work today... I've been walking slowly down stairs gripping handrails, like a sailor on deck in rough seas, and purposefully avoiding black cats and ladders. I just can't wait for this day to be over... and it's only just begun...