Just Another One of Those Mondays…

Many things make my head spin around like Linda Blair in The Exorcist.  The only thing I’m missing is the ability to shoot pea soup while I’m rotating.

Today there were only a few things that created this effect but it’s still early.

• I tried to purchase a soda from the machine while heating lunch – it flatly refused to accept my dollar bill.
• I wanted a Coke but there was no Coke in the machine.  Gee, I guess Coke isn’t that popular.
• I walked to the other side of the building to the other soda machine, where I spotted actual Coke!  I put in my money, hit the right key, and was told to pick a different selection.  To make sure it wasn’t me, I tried again, with the same results.  I CAN SEE THE BOTTLE OF COKE AT B9.  WHAT DO YOU MEAN MAKE ANOTHER SELECTION?
• Making another selection was made difficult, perhaps on purpose, by all of the labels on the bottles facing the other way.  I was lucky to not get Diet Something or Other.
• Back at the first kitchen, I went to get some of the fine plastic silverware.  There were no forks.   Of course there were no forks – it’s a lunchroom.
• I got notice of a software upgrade to a network utility.  When I tried to download it, my SonicWall firewall seemed to think it was a trojan and refused to allow the download.
• Windows Server 2008 was so `helpful’ it added 30 minutes of work to my day between rebooting and trying to find things.
• My coworker turned off his sound but we’re all still hearing 120 decibel beeping from his computer.
• Last night my wife gave the dog some gravy on his food.  As a result he spent the rest of the night passing gas.  It was the first night in a long time that he insisted on sitting right next to me all night.  Nothing like a flatulent spaniel….

It’s not any single event in my day or my life.  It’s the cumulative effect of many of these events per day on a regular basis that really gives new meaning to the term Rotator Cuff. Or paranormal.

Yes, Virginia, it is personal.