MacBros' Place

You know when one or two things just go a little wrong it isn’t that big of a deal right? But when one thing gets snowballed by another bad thing, you just wish you could stop the world and get off?

Well I had a day just like this.

Let me walk you through my rotten day OK?

“OH, dammit. Twitter’s SMS is still not working. Oh well”, I said as I posted my tweet before I left for work.

“Shit! My website is down AGAIN!”, I said to myself in disgust, “WTF is going on lately? This is becoming an everyday occurrence!” I’ll be writing a nice e-mail to the ticket booth AKA: the higher level reps that handle more complicated issues. But like my last one, I’ll probably never see a reply. That last ticket is still sitting there open.

OH Well, I’ll let my Yahoo Messenger friend know, as he’s with the same company I’m with and maybe he’ll be able to do something.

Off to work I go! YAY!

*POINK!* “WTF?”, I said as I looked a the broken pieces to my sweater jacket’s zipper in my hands. The damn thing fell apart, literally! It is now in 3 different pieces. As if it were saying, “That’s it! I give up! I can’t take it anymore!”

By this time my right eye-lid was twitching.

So I try and push the zipper up using the only part left of it because it’s to cold out to not zipper up. I’ll fix it when I get home.

So out the door I go. I head through my shortcut, and *SWOOOOOOOP!!!!* Right straight on my ass I go!

The little hill was a bit wet, and muddy. It apparently warmed up enough to melt the frost that WAS on the ground. So back in to my place again to change out of these pants that are caked with muck on the ass. My back is actually still a bit sore from that little skid.

So I get changed, and now I’m running late for work.

Things are not looking so great at this point. Not off to a good day by the looks of things.

OK, I make it to work. I didn’t get sprayed by a skunk..this time. (That would have been the icing on the cake) I get buzzed in and notice the wall of heat right off the bat as soon as I step into the building.

OK, I’ll get into the elevator so I can take my backpack off and put it on the floor as I go up, so I can unzip my broken coat.

Remember that broken zipper? Well, when the part that you need to grab with your fingers is missing, there’s actually a locking mechanism in the body of the zipper that prevents the zipper from unzipping when you don’t want it to, and that missing piece unlocks the zipper when you lift it to zip and un-zip.

So there I was. Heat is cranked in the building. I’m wearing a couple of layers of clothing and can’t take them off. And I’m starting to cook inside these jackets. The feeling of claustrophobia kicks in. A bit of a panic. I NEED TO GET THESE COATS OFF!

The elevator door opens, I race to the deli employee entrance and unlock the door. Race to my table to grab a pointed object to jam into the zipper and pry it open. Well I broke it all the way now. But I was free of that death trap.

OH, yea! This is really starting to be a rotten day!

So it’s time to get lunch going.

It’s going to be Oven Baked Spaghetti, Chicken Noodle Soup, and Lemon Meringue and Coconut Cream Pies.

I get the spaghetti sauce all ready, I have to get some water for the noodles. We have a Hot Water tap for boiling water, but it’s slow to fill things like commercial cooking pots. So I place it under the open tap and leave it.

I go take care of the soup. Soups Done! That was easy. I start the lemon filling for the pie. A client distracts me. I get back to the lemon filling. Shit! Burnt pot! Start over.

“Hmmm… I feel like I’m forgetting something….”, I scratch my head thinking “*GASP* The hot water!”

Yup, sure enough there a huge lake of hot water all over the floor, and it appears it’s leaking down into the 3rd floor. Ooops!

Mop, mop, mop, mop, mop, mop. mop! There!. Waters all mopped up. Back to work.

I managed to get lunch out without further instances. But that wasn’t the end of the bad luck.

I was making Woopie Pies (Chocolate cookies with a shortening Icing filling) and while I was adding ingredients, two clients started asking crazy questions, you know the ones two or three year old ask over and over and over again? Anyway, I was again distracted and missed an important ingredient.

As I’m placing the cookie batter onto the cooking sheets, I noticed an odd texture to them, but thought nothing of it. I’m placing the sheets into the oven when some of the cookie batter got on my finger. I closed the oven door, and licked off the batter.

EEEEK! NO SUGAR!

So I scramble to get the sheets back out of the oven before they start to cook and throw it all back into the mixing bowl. One small detail was that I didn’t take the sheets out from Oven Number Two. I don’t know why, but I completely forgot about them. This meaning the batter I’m re-mixing is missing half of the ingredients. I’ll end this by saying, I had to start from scratch to get the cookies done.

And as I’m leaving to go home, I forgot about the chocolate cake I had cooking in the oven. Thankfully, I set the timer and I heard it go off it before I left. PHEW!

I’m pooped from all the craziness.