Hazel turned 4 last Thursday. Yesterday, there was a really cool party for her, her friends, and her relatives. I didn’t go. I had to do a couple of tasks at work this morning and I couldn’t do them if I was in Evansville.
I missed the party and saw the pictures of the party and missed Hazel an awful lot.
This morning, my alarm went off at 4:00am and I rolled out of bed at 4:30am. I got to work at 5:45am and started my tasks.
At 6:15am, we were informed that we wouldn’t be performing these tasks after all. There’d been a meeting on the previous Thursday and announced that management were pretty skittish about making these kind of changes for <reasons>. While they’d been nervous about this morning’s activities, they didn’t cancel anything until we’d all showed up and were about to start work.
I felt like Agrajag, from “Life, the Universe and Everything” by Douglas Adams. Agrajag was constantly reincarnated as creatures who’d get killed by or because of Arthur Dent. Arthur Dent was one of the main characters in the book. But this isn’t why I felt like Agrajag.
In one of Agrajag’s lives, Agrajag was a fish. Arthur caught the fish, cooked it, decided that he didn’t like it and threw it away. This is why I felt like Agrajag.
I’m hoping that I’ll feel better about this.