Thursday, August 04, 2005

The early bird

You know its gonna be an interesting day when a bird dive bombs your car in the morning. I was traveling to work this morning and made my normal turn onto Rainbow. As I was barrreling down the street, a pigeon leapt out of a tree and dived to within inches of the front of my car. He then straightened out, paralleled my car for awhile and then took a left turn straight into my windshield. After the bird careemed off the glass, I heard several thumps on the roof and expected to see a dead bird in my rear view mirror. However, the bird floated over to the side of the road. I continued into work with thoughts of my own mortality rambling around my brain. Carpe diem, seize the day.

I suffered through a crazy day at work today, with an insane user, followed by a stupid user, followed by an impatient doctor, all calling me for help in a row at one point. I'm lucky I have the patience and high stress levels to be good at what I do. I am also now the most senior person in my department after only 9 months, as the turnover for the last year has been attrocious. My manager didn't lose a single person for four years and then has lost three in the last nine months. I am now in the unenviable position of training the new guy at the job. I am so distracted that I actually left the window of my car open halfway after reading in my car at lunchtime. Luckilly for me nobody wants to steal a 10 year old Honda with a couple of dents.

I left work late as I am wracking up the OT with our short staff and had nothing on my mind other than getting home as quickly as possible with the heat and humidity overwhelming me. Driving home with the window open reminds me of how food must feel as it is slow roasted on the barbeque. I hate not having a working air conditioning in 100+ degree heat. Teri and I still can't decide whether to spend the $1000 to fix the air or just give in and get a new car. I was zoning completely as I drove home, not thinking about my day at all, not a care in the world, at least until I saw the sad looking bird limping on the side of the road, languishing in the shade, taking short dizzying flights from one spot to another. Man, I feel old...

4 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

This one time I was trailing a full sized truck, I see a pigeon on the road, the truck is still going, then I hear "POP" and feathers galore.

It made me sick.

At least you didn't "pop" the bird. He just got some braindamage. Besides, he was the one calling you out.

Hope your weekend makes up for the week.

11:47 AM  
Blogger Teri said...

What is it with birds and us? The keep trying to fly into our window in our house.. now your car? hmm I guess it must be you :)

1:11 PM  
Blogger LoraLoo said...

Hope your weekend is much better than the week sounded.

You're right, I don't envy you in your training task. Hopefully they hired someone who can hit the ground running and you just have to give the basic rundown about how you run things.

1:03 PM  
Blogger Martin said...

I am actually pretty amazed how birds on the ground find a way to not fly off but just to move out of the way of your tires when driving by. They've got balls.

Sorry to hear about that at work but that does explain all the OT. Good luck with the training. I'm thankful that I've only had to train a few people at work and oddly enough... they aren't there anymore. They weren't fired, though. B)

10:18 PM  

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