For the first time in weeks I got up early to get back into my old routine of going to the gym before work. I have been feeling better and thought I could finally get through an hour and a half of fitness to prep for the rest of the day.
But no. New York Sports Club had other plans in store... like not having hot water today.
After popping into the gym and having my key-bob scanned I noticed a sign posted next to the receptionist: "No Hot Water. Sorry for the inconvenience." ARGH. There was no way I was going to get sweaty and then take a freezing shower, no matter how hot it is out of late. So, I turned on my heels and headed out the door. It would be an early day at the office.
At work I headed into the private bathroom and changed into my work clothes which should have been the most pain-free part of the day. But no. I hadn't brought my work shoes with me and I was now stuck wearing my gym sneakers with my slacks and sweater. And did I mention that my slacks were faded olive and that somehow I'd grabbed beige dress socks.
Looking a little like a circus clown I dropped into my chair and decided I could either go home, change and be late getting back to work... or accept the fact that I looked like a clown and pray that the rest of the day have pity on me.
I went with pity.
Things went fine until I headed home and was tricked by Luck into thinking I was in the clear when the A train was sitting, waiting for me at the 34th Street station. "Thank you," I said to whatever being had finally had mercy on me. I sat on a free seat ("This never happens!") and plugged my earphones in, ready to catch up on some podcasts for the next 40 minutes.
But no. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are being delayed due to a problem ahead. We'll be moving shortly." Sigh. But I wasn't ready to give up my seat so I stayed in place for a few minutes. After about 10 minutes had passed the conductor came over the PA again, "Due to a passenger accident at 116th Street there is no uptown service on the A train." That's it. I left my seat and hurried down the stairs, through the passage and back up again to catch the C that was just pulling in. Whew, made it!!
But no. It was an E (which does NOT go where I need it to go). But I decided to deal and take it up to 42nd Street where I could then switch to the C which would at least get me to 168th Street and much closer to home! But no. "Ladies and gentlemen, due to a passenger accident at 116th Street there is no uptown service on the A, C, B or D trains. Passengers needing transportation to the Upper West Side and to Upper Manhattan should transfer at 42nd Street to the 1, 2 or 3 trains."
FAIL! So, after a dismal trek through the 42nd Street station to the 1 I headed for home... only to then not pay attention and miss my stop 40 minutes into the ride.
I think I'm giving up on today and going to bed. Maybe... just maybe... Friday will be amazing to balance out this craptacular Thursday.
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