21st November 2008

title pic The Day That Was

Catastrophic.  Shameful.  Unacceptable.  This is how I could describe the Monday that was yesterday.  My first day of work and the kick-off day was a conference to commence the schoolyear.  And I came late, thanks to the bus that didn’t come on time.  I could hear the voice of the speaker who happened to be the boss of all the bosses when I thought of going in the back door.  But the stupid door which happened to be near the platform where the speaker stood, was wide open so that the other bosses, including my boss could see me coming.  The back doors were unfortunately closed so I had no choice but to walk in as if I was some kind of celebrity who popped in by surprise right in front of more than 120 colleagues that all their eyes were on me.  Acch!  It was the day I wished it never happened and absolutely not the way I should be remembered.  Who? Ah, she, who came in late, lol!  Some of them know my name but having 150 or more colleagues is sure way difficult to remember all the names.  I don’t even remember half of them.  One colleague who’s name is a tongue twister suggested we could call her Daisy instead of Dilruba,  Dulrabi or Dalrubi - I don’t know which of these is the right one, lol!

 Anyhow, nobody asked why I came late which was surprising.  Not even my boss for this matter when we had our talk today.  But it’s not something I’m proud of.  If only I could shout to the bus driver just to know the reason for his delay but it’s not a scene anyone would act early in the morning.  Besides, it’s not normal that buses come late all the time.  It just happened that it did yesterday and a Monday of all the days of the week. 

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