There comes a time in every mans (and some women[but not many]) life where they hear those immortal words that mean that they can lay themselves to rest, content that they lived a complete life. Today was that time for me. But first, a little run up information.
02:00am - Javi calls. Unlike other times, he is not calling to whisper dirty words, he's calling to get something fixed as per our on call dutys. I reluctantly heave myself infront of my computer to fix problems.
04:00am - The same customer calls again. I ask Koulla to fix the problem but she knows nothing about networking. I made a note to teach her the basics.
06:00am - I just about fall asleep. The sun is up and as I drift off, I think about shooting the birds tweetling outside.
09:00 - 15:00 - Events so dull I shan't bother mention...
And then it happened. As I drove along the A303, I noticed diversion signs. Something was afoot: "A lorry carrying flour has overturned near stonehenge spilling its load. The A303 has been closed"
I pictured the lorry driver on the mobile to his mistress as his truck jacknifed in a powdery poof covering the age old monument in flour. If only the druids were around for it. It would have been like a scene from Narnia!
And so my life is complete. Good times. Tomorrow I might burp everytime someone mentions the weather...
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