My Monday

Allow me to set up my Monday: I was up until 12:30am studding for my Business Policy & Strategy test and was awake at 5:30 to make note cards to study over lunch. I share this next story because it brought so much joy to Amber’s world and hopefully, it brings a smile to yours as well.

The company that I work for had a meeting over lunch and my manager asked me to find a way to feed everyone and more importantly, make sure it’s not very expensive. I ordered two pans of lasagna and two pans of a dish called “Chicken of the Sea bake”. As each person went through the line, I asked the if they prefer “chicken or lasagna”



It wasn’t until I sat next to Amber at the meeting and she kept insisting that it wasn’t chicken that I realized the “chicken of the sea” is really tuna. Unfortunately, I had already told the group of fifty colleagues of mine that they could choose between chicken or lasagna so the slipup was out in the open.

I cleaned up after the meeting and drove home to review my note cards over my lunch break before I drove to class for my test and studying wasn’t easy when the whole “chicken/tuna” fiasco was still running through my head. No time to for that now I insisted as I forged ahead quizzing myself on strategic and tactical business objectives.

Our first laborious task in class was reviewing our last test. Upon finishing our arguments, the professor proceeded to lecture. “WAIT – what about our test” I inquired. You could feel the air being sucked out of the room and daggers of twenty eager business students’ eyes being hurled at the back of my head. The professor looked confused and said “I have the test scheduled for next week” I’m batting a thousand at this point….but wait….there’s more

I always keep my cell phone on vibrator mode during class in case there is an emergency regarding Alex. About twenty minutes into the lecture, my cell buzzed and the call was from a consultant for the PTO fall fundraiser. I told her that I would get back to her today regarding or decision to sign on with her company for the fall of 2009 – shoot! She left a voice mail and I slipped out of class to listen to what I was sure was going to be an angry message because I left her hanging. I walked into the washroom down the hallway and I swear there was at least a 20 second lapse in time where I stared straight ahead and wondered why they would install urinals into the ladies room. Thankfully, there was nobody in the washroom to see my stunned face when I realized that I wandered into the men’s room.

It’s a Monday