Tell Me Why I Don't Like Mondays ...

I hate Mondays! I know I've been saying this every Monday and I think Monday hates me too. In fact I think there's this secret organization out that the bestows ill tidings on me, especially on Mondays. I've never had a Monday that has been good the whole day for me.

It started with me rushing some presentation materials out for a client (no, not that stupid client from last week). Actually I can't blame Monday for this, it was my own fault for procrastinating. Managed to get it completed though, then rushed to the heart of the city to get there on time to present it, and guess what, the client happens to be on leave. My wife is probably going to say ...

'I always remind you to call your clients first before going over, hon.'

She's been telling me that everytime I complain to her about my clients taking leave and not informing me about cancellations in appointments. Serves me right for not listening to her. Never mind, gritting my teeth, I tell my clients assistant to call me when she gets back from her leave so I can fix a new presentation time.

Then I head out for the next appointment. For a while things seemed to be going fine, the traffics all clear cos of the school holidays and I'm enjoying the drive with the music on. About a kilometre away from my next appointment, I hit this HUGE pothole. When I say huge, I really mean huge. Everything that wasn't attached or bolted down in my car flew every which way, my teeth almost severed my tongue, my brains felt like it smashed right up to the top of my skull and I almost crashed into the rear of this other 2 or 3 cars that went into the pothole before me ...

So we all stop by the side of the road to examine our cars and thankfully there was no damage. None that was visible to the naked eye though. Who knows, tomorrow the doors might fall off or something. Ok, by this time I'm cursing the president of the local City hall with every profanity I could think of and in every language I knew! Petaling Jaya, the area I was in, had just a few months (I think) ago been awarded City status and instead of things getting better, it's getting worse. So for the life of me I cannot see the justification of them being awarded City status!

Never mind, after putting this incident behind me, I continue for my appointment and by some miracle when I arrive there I actually find parking right in front of the place I have the appointment in. This place is always crowded and those of you who know Section 14 in PJ would know how impossible it is to find parking here during working hours.

'There is a god after all'

So, I park my and smugly walk out and smile at everyone else still looking for parking space and go for my appointment which went just fine. After the meeting, I head to my car and see this other car parked right behind my car. No issues I say cos the driver is in the car. I walk over and with a smile on my face, I wave at him and indicate that I need to reverse out of the parking space thinking he would move his car forward a little so I can reverse out. There is a lot of space in front of him to move his car.

I was surprised when he wound his passenger window down and said to me in this slightly irritated voice that he was waiting for his wife to come out from the bank! I stare at him in disbelieve. So I say to him (still with a smile on my face) ...

'I would appreciate it if you could move a little so I can reverse and be on my way' (seeing as how he's got tons of space in front of him)

Again he replies that he's waiting for his wife to come out of the bank and looks at me like as if I'm irritating him! And he just sits there and doesn't move an inch. so I say to him in a slightly louder tone (the smile no longer on my face) ...

'Urmmm, buddy, I need to reverse, you're parked behind me in a no waiting zone and you could move forward about 5 feet so I can reverse and be on my way cos if you don't I'm just going to reverse my car anyway and smash into you.'

And without waiting for any response from him, I get into my car and start reversing out. I seriously was going to reverse into his blooming car if he didn't move. I think he knew I was serious about it and also slightly insane by now, that he immediately moved forward.

'There, that wasn't so difficult now was it?'

I finally drive off and head back to the office all the while hoping and praying that Monday doesn't decide to drop an airplane or something on top of me. I seriously think Monday hates me. I'm just glad to be back in the safety of my office and I'm going to keep a real low profile until Tuesday. Now, Tuesday is a much nicer fellow, not as good as that Friday chap but much better than Monday :D