Thursday #68 – the day was not off to a good start when my
alarm went off stupidly early and I got myself out of bed only to discover the
bathroom door was locked. As DTM was
asleep in bed and I was clearly not in the ensuite, it became apparent someone
(who still denies it despite compelling evidence that he was the last to use
the bathroom) had managed to lock the door from the inside with no key on the
outside.
I struggled for a couple of minutes in the dark trying to
break in before deciding being quiet and considerate wasn't really a priority
since it was sleeping beauty himself who had put me in this predicament. I whinged loudly enough that DTM woke and I
was able to fill him in on my drama. He
pretended to help but since he refused to actually get out of bed and look at
the lock it wasn't really much use.
Eventually I got it open with 15 cents (5c too small, $2 too big;
combination of 5 and 10 just right) and was able to resume my morning routine.
When I got into the city it was day two of our induction
week so I joined The Quiet One, My Future Work Colleague and The Smart One for
a riveting day of PowerPoint presentations and practising on each other. The B&L Rep came bearing macaroons so the
day was not a complete waste of time.
The presentations from The Big Boss were particularly painful as we'd go
around the room and each read a line from the slide but since they attracted
much needed CPD points we can't complain too much. The content was fine, it was just a painfully
drawn out process as they had successfully employed 3 of the quietest grads and
least likely to answer questions from the entire grade. Thank goodness for My Future Work Colleague.
For lunch I got myself a chicken pad see ew and got to say a
quick hello to My Clinic Gossip Girl who was passing by as she shopped for
dresses (living the dream). My Future
Work Colleague inquired as to whether or not I knew about Michelin ratings for
restaurants and informed me that this particular dumpling place The Quiet One
and The Smart One were eating at had two stars or hats or whatever the rating
system is. I assured him that despite my
Caucasian appearance and the fact I am the only one of my kind in our little
group of grads, I had previously eaten dumplings there and knew they had claims
of being the best in the world. This was
a mistake as he then asked my thoughts on the dumplings and I was forced to
admit that I couldn't recall too accurately as the dumplings came sometime
between 2 bottles of wine, a bottle of champagne and some tequila shots with The
Bad Influence. To top it off I had woken
up the following morning with a sore back and a toothbrush underneath me – take
that princess and your stupid pea. By
this stage they thought pretty highly of me so I added in that I had only woken
up because a lady was knocking on my door with my driver’s licence she'd found
on the main road. In an attempt to
justify my actions I threw my sister in too and added that my next wakeup call
came from The Vice President's phone and I spoke to a taxi driver who had found
the mobile she had lost in the wee hours of the morning. A top effort from the family that particular
January evening!
After reminiscing on my actions from one year ago, we headed
back to the office for more of the same training. When 5 o'clock rolled around I was on a bus
home and pretty glad about it. Dinner
was not particularly memorable and eventually DTM and I sat down to watch a
movie. After his copy of Zero Dark
Thirty failed (for what felt like the millionth time) we considered Hotel
Transylvania and finally settled on Seven Psychopaths. What we actually got was somehow a mix of the
two and after an embarrassingly long time we realised that the audio from Hotel
Transylvania had made its way onto the visuals of Seven Psychopaths and the two
men on the bridge weren't actually doing Dracula impersonations. For Plan C, we ended up watching some 3D Imax
documentaries on Mummies and Galapagos.
After an hour of two of turtles, lizards and ancient history
(some of my very favouritest things) it was time for bed. Not an ideal Thursday but some valuable
skills in breaking and entering were acquired.
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