Is it really a ‘Throwback Thursday piece if it happened three days ago? I say yes.
Sorry for the hiatus – my work sent me away to another province for three days for ‘Professional Development & Recognition’. I wrote a post for you before I left but then it didn’t seem funny enough so I didn’t publish it and then I got distracted because I procrastinated packing and then went into panic mode. So the usual.
I had to rent a car and drive through three provinces (it’s not a far as it sounds but still pretty far) and in a city I wasn’t familiar with. I have PTSD (probably) from a bad car accident a few years ago that I can’t actually remember (I spent three months in the hospital and was in a wheelchair for awhile – that’s another story for another time). So I was pretty stressed out about the whole thing and therefore a little more flustered than usual but to be honest I’m not great to start with and usually just somehow make things more complicated than they need to be.
So I forgot an important piece of paper for a presentation that I had to give during the conference (way to start out on the wrong foot me) which threw off my morning schedule just a tid. My first stop along this journey was at the International Airport in Halifax to pick up a couple of colleagues I hadn’t met yet. I was wound up the night before and stayed up a little too late – from the stress of driving and not having packed at all – so I was pretty tired and drinking a lot of coffee. When I arrived at the airport I decided to run in to use the bathroom and check the flights to make sure they weren’t delayed. When I came back out my car was gone. I think I walked in three circles wondering if I had managed come out the wrong door. I didn’t. I somehow didn’t notice the signs posted everywhere stating that unattended vehicles will be towed. As it turns out? They take that shit seriously yo. I was gone maybe 7 minutes.
But I got the car back fairly quickly (before my colleagues even arrived) and it only cost me $17.95 so it turned out alright. I was thankful it wasn’t much worse than that (can you imagine? “It’s nice to meet you – I’m sorry, I got our car towed. Would you like to go splits on getting a cab to the impound lot a million miles away? I’m kind of broke. Also, I think we’re going to miss the first session of the conference.”).
Then I stopped along the way to refuel and my corporate card wouldn’t work. I have no idea why. When I called about it later the card company actually didn’t know why either – so that one’s totally not on me. One of the colleagues I picked up ended up using hers. Shortly after – seriously like 10 minutes later – we got lost.
You know, come to think of it, I think I could’ve really used that ‘Development’ piece of the conference. I should have paid better attention.
SIDE NOTE: This kind of thing happens to me all the time so I really just found it funny. Also, we did make it to the conference on schedule and I had a blast and learned a lot. Mainly that newfies know how to party.
SIDE NOTE 2: I made it through the whole thing without freaking out AT ALL and I’m actually pretty proud of myself. I didn’t have an anxiety attack once during all that driving, even in heavy traffic. My presentation went over really well, I was even told I’m a great public speaker and definitely right for the job. And I made a lot of new work friends.