Miraculously, I was able to get on the 10:11 flight.
Unfortunately, we then sat on the plane for 1.5 hours while waiting for the pilot to find an alternate landing route, then waiting to be pushed back from the gate, then waiting to be de-iced (due to the fact it was now snowing in MN), then waiting to take off.
So… supposed to leave at 6:54 am, finally arrived in Missouri at 1:00 pm (though I can’t complain around here because a co-worker was supposed to land Sunday night, but had his flight cancelled 4 times over the past 2 days and didn’t get here until 9:00 pm on Monday night).
I’m really not sure why people have a hard time keeping resolutions. Last year, I resolved become more of a thug. Today, I can ask anyone I meet, and their response is always, “Oh yeah. You are definitely gangsta.”
Mission accomplished.
This year, I chose to do something a little more taxing – I resolved to clean my bathroom (once). 2 days later, there was a sparkling john in the house. j-o-h-n, not J-o-n.
Speaking of which… how hard is it seriously to spell someone’s name correctly? I have received so many e-mails this week where my name is spelled incorrectly. People! Look at the name in the “To:” address part of the e-mail and copy the spelling!
Whenever this happens, I’m always tempted to reply back and purposely butcher their name and wait for them to correct me. But, I didn’t resolve to be a jerk this year. Just clean my bathroom. Once.
Started off the day driving to the airport instead of taking a cab. Freak out because I believe my car is going to be stolen.
Walk into airport and see massive lines at security. Every. One. Switch lines 3 times. I think I ended up choosing the right one, for once.
Fly on a cramped small plane to Kansas City. Fool the flight attendant and listen to my iPod the entire flight. Boo yah!
Arrive in Kansas City and take a taxi with a crazy taxi driver. Something AMAZING happens.
Get to work. Work. Eh.
Try texting someone to figure out plans for tonight. Find out that my texts are somehow being converted to slide shows and therefore not being received by said individual. Call AT&T. Get transferred to Motorola. Get told to turn phone off and on. Get told to reset phone completely (not going to happen, thank you very much). Call said individual instead while standing outside in the parking lot. Think how happy I am that I’m not in Minnesota at this point due to the weather differential.
Finish work. Walk back to my hotel room.
And, the amazing thing that happened, which made my day, and cause me to not care so much about the phone (besides going out with someone) is my room number:
This last week was a pretty nice view. Though hearing the trains come and go every so often wasn’t so great. You’d think being on the 13th floor and in a nice hotel, it would be a little more soundproof.
Note to self: The next time you start working at a company, be aware that when you meet someone with the same last name as the company itself, that person is pretty important.
(as happened this last week where I was introduced to some guy who then 5 minutes later was introduced as the President of the company)
Seeing as I haven’t worked since the 3rd week of September, I’m not too excited to start working again.
Tomorrow I start my new project. In Kansas City. Where I’ll be flying every week until at least May. My flight leaves at 7:00 am. I’m planning on trying to cut it close and arrive at the airport at 6:00. I’m scheduling a taxi to pick me up at 5:30. Unfortunately, this means I’m setting my alarm for 5:00. Hopefully, I wake up. Actually… scratch that. Hopefully I fall asleep tonight (I have a habit of not sleeping well the night before anything new starts).
In preparation for starting this new project, I have been sent many zip files containing:
48 PowerPoint presentations (ranging from 50-150 slides each)
6 Word documents
8 Excel spreadsheets
While I have “scanned” them over, I haven’t really looked at them in too much detail. Unfortunately, I’m supposed to have read them over and “hit the ground running” on this new project.
Instead of doing that, I have:
Played Nintendo Wii
Surfed the Internet / chatted online with random people
Went to the gym
Gone shopping
Gone to Panera thinking I would get things done
Listened to new CD’s I’ve purchased (Jordin Sparks, Emerson Hart, Alicia Keys, Angels & Airwaves) so I could rate the songs before putting them on my iPod
Watched TV
Stared aimlessly into space thinking about extremely random things.
… and right now, I’m back at Panera where I’m staring at a group of people who I believe just stole someone’s order thinking it was there’s and hoping a mentally disabled man sitting next to them doesn’t choke to death on the food he’s eating: a bagel with an entire tub of cream cheese (he’s gagged a handful of times since sitting down and I have no clue how to perform the Heimlich maneuver).
I wish I was using my personal laptop right now, so I could listen to Good Charlotte’s Motivation Proclamation. Guess I’ll go to YouTube and watch it instead…
Continuing on with my boredom at work, and need to enter things in Excel…
Every time I get in the elevator, I get annoyed at the number of stops that I have to make to get to my floor (though not annoyed enough to take the stairs). In college, there was a mostly unspoken rule that if you lived on the 2nd or 3rd floor, you were not allowed in the elevator.
I wish that rule were in effect here.
Here is a graphical summary of how many average stops I had to make based on the number of people in the elevator. Random facts about this past week and my elevator usage: Number of times going down: 11 Number of times going up: 14 Number of times I pressed the floor I was on rather than the floor I wanted to go to: 2
