Need a drink...

You get up in the morning, before time for once... the sky is nicely dotted with clouds and there's a cool wind blowing.. you get dressed and get in your car to drive to work, no traffic jams for once (wow is this reality??!).

Reach the office before time, you're all set to face the day with a smile already playing across the lips...the day is definitely going to be great...!! Man, you couldn't be more off the mark now could you. As the morning wears on to a sweaty, sweltering afternoon, where even the car's ac on full blast is rendered useless.. one can just shrug it off with a curse couple it with the fact that there's an endless jam, it gets more irritating, realizing that the client whom you met was in a league of his own when it comes to scumbags your temper is just on the boiling edge...still take a deep breadth..its ok..suddenly you search for that expensive fountain pen that you cherish so much only to find out that you left it at the client's office along with your card holder...can i please punch someone!!!

Reaching the office, the temper's a bit subsided, the war's not lost yet...enter the building to realize that, if possible at all, the rooms are warmer than the sweltering heat outside..the reason?? Very simple, the attendant says "Sir, the generator was running without coolant...will not work today!!". Just a punch now no longer seems to be the answer...

Somehow you mentally equip yourself to handle the heat and continue to get the work done... God's are scheming against me i tell you, the the approvals are just not coming on time, the deadlines are getting pushed more and more.. nothing's going right even with this!

An epiphany strikes you and it seems like chatting with your friend might take the edge off of you, when you remember how badly you were treated by them once.. and how crapped out you felt... on another day; "It's ok! Shit happens.", but no today it seems like a heinous crime that was committed against you...this is getting way out of hand now.. i need a drink..fast!

So begins a ritual of calling up all possible acquaintances, even the ones who irritate you, cause you know the alcohol will dull out that part of the human anatomy which processes such informatin for sure...but no...the day is just not mine, is it? No one, is remotely interested in catching up for a drink cause of relatives, work, tiredness and a million different reasons that do not matter to me, but are out to get me nonetheless.....so continues the endless struggle to find a partner to answer a desperate need to wet the parched throat with some barley water... wish me luck...