Stranded

Last night I checked my work schedule. I was a little overwhelmed. It had me training for 4 hours today, but also had a project due today that would take 7-8 hours. 4+7 does not equal an 8-hour day.

When my alarm clock woke me up at 6 this morning, I was about to press the snooze button when the news girl announced a TTC strike. From out of nowhere. I can't get to work. I take a bus, a subway and the streetcar to get to work. Apparently, it takes about 2 hours to get a cab this morning. It would be about a 3-hour walk to work, and considering that with humidity it's about 39 celsius today, even if I made it this morning, I'd probably pass out on the way home.

At least I don't have to work for 11 hours today. I'm sure my bosses are not impressed, but until they give me the kind of raise that makes $50 cab rides worth it, I'm not going anywhere. Well, maybe to the gross convenience store across the street, but nowhere else.