18 January 2010
Terrible Weekend
Posted by Roland under: Personal .
I guess the prelude to this terrible weekend would be when I had to fly out to Omaha for work. That in itself was not without ridiculousness. At first I thought the project I was working on would have me working from the comfy confines of my apartment in SF. Low and behold I would have to dragged along with the project team to Omaha, a place that I had little to no desire to visit, especially now that it was fighting off freezing temperatures on a daily basis.
Fine. That aside I had to schedule my flight out on Tuesday but with the condition that I be on the ground from 2-4 PM because there was a meeting I needed to take notes for. Do you know how hard it is to try and schedule a flight to Omaha, not exactly the busiest airport out there, but having to break it up among different segments? And for the next day?
So I wake up Tuesday morning and I find that I have a voicemail on my phone. The caller? Delta telling me that my flight from SLC to Omaha (I can’t get enough of SLC) has been canceled and my new schedule now has it so that I will miss the meeting. Making an executive decision, I decide to just move all my flights to Wednesday morning, try to get to Omaha as soon as possible and take the meeting in SF.
Wednesday morning comes and I fly out to SLC on the usual 6AM flight I had taken when I was going out there for work. The plan was to sleep to SLC and then sleep to Omaha so I can be fresh for the Wednesday meetings. Unfortunately, I meet members of the team in SLC somehow and now find myself unable to sleep on the way to Omaha…plus the seat next to me which I had made sure would be free was now filled with another team member.
Exhaustion brought on by Wednesday’s lack of sleep and having to work late made me fall victim to Omaha’s coldness (below freezing temperatures) when I woke up after only 5 hours of sleep on Thursday morning. A sore throat was the prelude to what would come. I powered through Thursday’s meetings but only after my stress levels had made it so high that I pretty much demanded that one of my friends have a “serious talk” with me (long simmering issues that I finally desired resolution on).
Work was not that great either, having to go from meeting to meeting, attempting to keep up while I took notes for the whole day. Friday came and went, although I could tell that my sickness was not getting any better and I pretty much just passed out on the way back from Omaha to San Francisco.
Saturday was relatively okay…well, from an activity standpoint. There was still work to be done, this new project promised to keep me varying levels of busy over the weekend plus the upcoming holiday. Sickness? Yep, still stick, not getting any better (still had yet to reach my peak apparently) and I finally had to basically corner my friend into that serious talk, which they had attempted to avoid ever since Thursday morning with vagueness, hiding, and lack of commitment to be available for a phone call. I had to do it over Gchat at 2 in the morning and the results weren’t that great (probably the worst part of the weekend) but I’m happier now that it was over.
Sunday morning came with a gradual increase in my sickness (not terrible, but still getting worse) and a hilarious turn of events as I dragged myself out to Safeway. I know I shouldn’t have in my sick state plus with the weather being rainy, but there was absolutely *no* food in the kitchen. Thankfully Clive would let me borrow his car to drive over to Safeway, only about 10 minutes away walking but again, I wanted to be away from home as little as possible for rest (and also to watch 24).
When I start heading for the register I realize that I had left my wallet at home. Not a big problem considering I drove except for the fun fact that the Safeway in SOMA is a pay garage (you get free parking when you buy something at Safeway). So, I obviously couldn’t pay for my groceries but I also couldn’t pay to get the car out of the garage.
So, I would walk 10 minutes in drizzle to get my wallet. Then walk 10 minutes back in drizzle to just buy the damn groceries (at least no one took my cart while I was gone).
A fun weekend indeed.