Car Disappointment

Do you ever have those days where literally everything goes wrong? That was my day today. I live in Brighton, a small town in Melbourne, Australia and I got up at 6:00am to go to the beach before work. I work your typical 9:00am-5:00pm job which is okay. I work to live rather than live to work, which is why I get up to go to the beach every morning before work. My typical routine is: wake up at 6:00am, go to the beach for an hour, get home just after 7:00am, shower, eat breakfast and then go to work.

So why was today particularly bad, you may ask? Well, my car broke down on my way home from the beach and I couldn’t get to work. I sat on the side of the road in my wetsuit, with my broken down car, waiting for a mobile mechanic service. Brighton is a small place, which usually has its advantages. Finding a mechanic who could come to me before they opened was impossible. I ended up waiting on the side of the road until 9:00am, which is no fault of the mechanic’s. I knew I couldn’t expect them to come outside of work hours. It’s very understandable.

My boss, on the other hand, wasn’t as understanding. He was so angry at me for turning up to work two hours late, and didn’t accept any of my reasons as good enough for being late. He made it seem like I wanted to sit on the side of the road in my wetsuit in the cold for two hours. He sent me home once I arrived, and refused to pay me for the day. I needed the money because I had to pay for the car service. Brighton is a small place, like I said, which meant the whole town knew that I had been disgraced at work before I even got home. 

Today really was terrible.