I woke up this morning and went to the gym. After my workout and the subsequent shower, my locker wouldn’t open. There I was. Towel around my butt and nobody to go for help. Finally, this skinny little frat boy showed up and volunteered to go to the front desk and get someone to help me. So he left the locker room and apparently forgot to tell the folks at the front desk. Another 5 minutes later and now with dry hair, I was able to flag down (not with my towel) a gym employee who graciously opened up my locker.
On my way out of the parking garage, I got stuck behind a woman who insisted on paying with exact change. It took her 7 minutes, as by now I was observant of time, and I am not even sure that she ever paid her full fare. The mexican lady at the gate was already pissed off from the prior customer, and it didn’t help that I was trying to argue my way out of paying the extra 2 minutes accumulated past my validated 2 hours of free parking. I ended up paying and off to work I went.
After work, my misfortune continued at the grocery store. I got stuck at the check out counter behind a 85-yr old man, whose hearing device didn’t quite register that he wasn’t supposed to sign the electronic credit card monitor with a real pen. The checkout clerk had to alert him several times that the intensity of pressure applied against the screen in no way correlated with the machine’s ability to be used with anything but a digital stylus. Finally, the store manager had to come over and keep the old man from hitting the screen with his car keys. Needless to say, by the time I got to the front of the line the screen was broken.