So I'm a dumb ass
At work today, my boss dubbed me "Kevin the Saviour" because of my mad scientist skills (and by mad, I mean incredible, not crazy - or at least that is how I took it). It had something to do with my magic touch in the lab. It made me feel good.
But by 5:30 tonight, I was feeling a lot more like "King of the Dumb Asses".
I actually woke up this morning before the alarm went off - a good thing because I had a 30 mile bike ride tonight and with the forecast calling for rain, I was hoping to get out of work on-time, if not a little early. So after stashing a some bike clothes in my gym bag, paying a couple of bills and whipping up a protein smoothie, it was off to work.
Work was a total drag today because I was doing contract work instead of my normal assay development stuff. Contract work is a necessary evil, but it is way too structured for my creative minds.
Contract work requires an excessive amount of documention which pretty much doubles the amount of time it takes to complete an experiment. So I didn't get out of work early. Instead, I worked late (~5:00). And on a Friday, too.
But every cloud has its silver lining. Right?
A line of storms moved through around 4:00 so had I left work early, I would have been caught in the middle of a deluge.
Let's hear it for working late! (whatever)
Anyway, I pull into the Heritage Park lot around 5:20 and quickly change clothes in my car, completing the transformation from scientist Kevin to athlete Kevin.
After grabbing my two half-frozen water bottles from the passenger seat, I jumped out and walked around to the back to get my really fast bike out.
Only upon opening the back door, there was no bike. Yep, it was still hanging in my garage.
Really, did anyone not see that coming?!? I didn't think so.
Somehow, someway, I managed to get out of my house this morning, make it all the way to work, take a carload of people to lunch, and then drive to Heritage Park all without realizing I forgot my bike.
Sure, driving to work and to Heritage Park, I could see me not realizing I left my bike at home.
But I took a carload of people (5, including me) to lunch today. When my bike is in my car, the maximum number of people I could take is 3. how could have missed that one?
So instead of a nice, fun, 30 mile ride in the fresh air cruising down the road on my really fast bike with a seat shaped perfectly to the contour of my butt, I had to ride a stationary bike with an insanely uncomfortable seat for as long as I could stand it (58 minutes) at the gym.
And Kevin the Saviour quickly became Kevin, King of the Dumb (and Sore) Asses.
But by 5:30 tonight, I was feeling a lot more like "King of the Dumb Asses".
I actually woke up this morning before the alarm went off - a good thing because I had a 30 mile bike ride tonight and with the forecast calling for rain, I was hoping to get out of work on-time, if not a little early. So after stashing a some bike clothes in my gym bag, paying a couple of bills and whipping up a protein smoothie, it was off to work.
Work was a total drag today because I was doing contract work instead of my normal assay development stuff. Contract work is a necessary evil, but it is way too structured for my creative minds.
Contract work requires an excessive amount of documention which pretty much doubles the amount of time it takes to complete an experiment. So I didn't get out of work early. Instead, I worked late (~5:00). And on a Friday, too.
But every cloud has its silver lining. Right?
A line of storms moved through around 4:00 so had I left work early, I would have been caught in the middle of a deluge.
Let's hear it for working late! (whatever)
Anyway, I pull into the Heritage Park lot around 5:20 and quickly change clothes in my car, completing the transformation from scientist Kevin to athlete Kevin.
After grabbing my two half-frozen water bottles from the passenger seat, I jumped out and walked around to the back to get my really fast bike out.
Only upon opening the back door, there was no bike. Yep, it was still hanging in my garage.
Really, did anyone not see that coming?!? I didn't think so.
Somehow, someway, I managed to get out of my house this morning, make it all the way to work, take a carload of people to lunch, and then drive to Heritage Park all without realizing I forgot my bike.
Sure, driving to work and to Heritage Park, I could see me not realizing I left my bike at home.
But I took a carload of people (5, including me) to lunch today. When my bike is in my car, the maximum number of people I could take is 3. how could have missed that one?
So instead of a nice, fun, 30 mile ride in the fresh air cruising down the road on my really fast bike with a seat shaped perfectly to the contour of my butt, I had to ride a stationary bike with an insanely uncomfortable seat for as long as I could stand it (58 minutes) at the gym.
And Kevin the Saviour quickly became Kevin, King of the Dumb (and Sore) Asses.
posted by Kevin at 4:57 PM
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