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well, that sucked...
Jan. 16th, 2008 08:45 pmWhen our office got rearranged this summer, we got rid of a couple of extraneous chairs, and I ended up with one. It had been living in my office, masquerading as a horizontal surface to put paper on.
Tonight there was a Faculty Council meeting, which usually our office has nothing to do with. Today nobody from the Dean's office could take minutes, so they asked around our office for a volunteer. I volunteered in a fit of good-samaritanism. The deal was, I take minutes at the meeting until 6:00 and I get a cab voucher to finally take my chair home.
So I went to the meeting and took minutes, and then went upstairs and collected the chair and the cab voucher, and called the cab company. I said I had an office chair I was trying to get home with, and they said they didn't have a van, and I should call another cab company (for which they gave me the number). So I called, and they said 20-30 minutes, so I went outside to wait. The building is locked after 5:00, and I can't wait indoors because the cab won't see me and won't wait.
Fast-forward an hour. No cab, and I'm cold, and rapidly running out of cope because I really don't deal well with waiting in the cold. So I call the cab company and they tell me that they can't find a van to send me, and that they called to tell me that and got voicemail, and do I want to try it in a car? Yes, dammit, I'm freezing! So fifteen minutes later, the cab shows up, but the driver won't take the voucher, because it's from the original cab company and the one with the theoretical van won't cash the original company's vouchers.
So, after standing in the cold for an hour and a quarter and paying $15, my chair and I get home at 8:10 or so. It is now 8:55 and my feet are still cold. The next time the Faculty Council asks for volunteers, they can get somebody else.
Oh, and my watch stopped again. Watch batteries are supposed to last longer than five months, right?
On the good side, Lily was happy to see me when I got home, and my heating-oil tank got topped off today, so there will be heat in here for the foreseeable future.
Tonight there was a Faculty Council meeting, which usually our office has nothing to do with. Today nobody from the Dean's office could take minutes, so they asked around our office for a volunteer. I volunteered in a fit of good-samaritanism. The deal was, I take minutes at the meeting until 6:00 and I get a cab voucher to finally take my chair home.
So I went to the meeting and took minutes, and then went upstairs and collected the chair and the cab voucher, and called the cab company. I said I had an office chair I was trying to get home with, and they said they didn't have a van, and I should call another cab company (for which they gave me the number). So I called, and they said 20-30 minutes, so I went outside to wait. The building is locked after 5:00, and I can't wait indoors because the cab won't see me and won't wait.
Fast-forward an hour. No cab, and I'm cold, and rapidly running out of cope because I really don't deal well with waiting in the cold. So I call the cab company and they tell me that they can't find a van to send me, and that they called to tell me that and got voicemail, and do I want to try it in a car? Yes, dammit, I'm freezing! So fifteen minutes later, the cab shows up, but the driver won't take the voucher, because it's from the original cab company and the one with the theoretical van won't cash the original company's vouchers.
So, after standing in the cold for an hour and a quarter and paying $15, my chair and I get home at 8:10 or so. It is now 8:55 and my feet are still cold. The next time the Faculty Council asks for volunteers, they can get somebody else.
Oh, and my watch stopped again. Watch batteries are supposed to last longer than five months, right?
On the good side, Lily was happy to see me when I got home, and my heating-oil tank got topped off today, so there will be heat in here for the foreseeable future.
