Saturday, March 5, 2011

If You See a Penny

The night before last, I crawled in bed with dread. I was not looking forward to the drive into my office, thirty miles north, early the next morning.

It would be dark and, according to the forecast, raining. Heavily. I was most especially not looking forward to  meeting  with my new manager about whom I had only heard his nickname - "The Slasher."

At least, I consoled myself, it would be Friday. I'd have the weekend to recover from anything horrible that would surely transpire. I set my alarm for 4:30 am, hoping to hop in the shower and hit the road long before the rush hour traffic did.

"Good morning, this is traffic and weather on the 8's!" a voice shouted out of my clock radio.

"What...?" I mumbled before squinting at the time.

"5:38! I wanted to be on the road by now!" A series of expletives ran through my mind while I made my way down stairs to grab a quick cup of coffee.