Wow...today was really a Monday - as Mondays go. I planned to be in the office early. I had a eye appointment this afternoon but it's also the staff meeting day. I was up. I was ready. I was at the Metro early...and that's where it went a wee bit awry.
As I was walking to the train, I called into the local radio station, WMZQ to talk to the DJ. I was a bit irritated - miffed - okay pissed that they were taking a pot-shot at someone who happens to be a friend of mine. They had me on hold but there was train to catch. So I hung up. (The full story is for another time.) To make a long story short. I emailed the DJ, Boxer, and both my friend and I will be on a call with him tomorrow (Tuesday, 7/10/2012) morning at 0742. Now I've never been on a radio show before. I've never even called in to win tickets...okay, I tried once. Now how cool is that?
Then comes the actual train ride. Now you have to understand that the Washington Metro Transit Authority a few years back made all their personnel take customer service training and for the most part, it has helped. We actually know what the situations are, why we stopped in the tunnel, or, as it happened this morning, why we didn't go anywhere. I have to say though, that it was quite humorous that every three to five minutes the engineer came over the speaker and said that there was a train at the Pentagon Station that was being recovered and we would be moving momentarily. See, momentarily means a time frame shorter than 30 minutes; but somehow they thought that telling us every three to five minutes fills that criteria. So what would have taken a half hour to get from point A to point B...took 1 h o u r - 3 5 minutes...so much for being there early. I did make the staff meeting which is really good since I'm the Executive Officer of the Principle Staff Member that is holding the meeting...just saying...
From there, the day goes somewhat swimmingly. I leave early for my eye appointment to find out that they put it down for 1430 (2:30 pm for the muggles) and not 1700 (5:00 pm) that we had conversed about two weeks prior. They squeezed me in. Good thing. My eyesight is worse. I'm testing out some very different contacts. A bit odd...must...keep...both eyes...open...(sorry, had Captain Kirk's voice in my head when I decided to type that).
But now I realize...there's a lesson here. I'm writing my Chapter 1 and I have to describe the limitations (things I can't control) and delimitations (things I can control)...So the day's limitations are what other people say, metro trains that don't go anywhere, and my eyesight. The day's delimitations are talking to Boxer and my friend, and showing up to my eye appointment anyhow.
Hmmmm...Monday wasn't so bad after all...
...and a PhD means...I can be taught?...
