How the White Bunny would say: "I'm late!"

Hello Everybody!

How's it going? I bet your day is better than mine. Everything started at 7:20 a. m. when I woke up and realized that was exactly an hour and twenty minutes after I have to wake up to get work in time (that means half an hour before my starting time, but I'm still favouring that to expend almost six ponds taking a taxi every morning). Ok, I overslept, is not a big deal, you know, It's me, this was going to happen sooner or later, but thanks my transport routines it shouldn't be a real problem. If everything had gone properly, I could've got the office just fifteen minutes later, twenty as much. But no, mates. I had no problems with the tube, besides some minor delays because some minor stops between stations, but nothing more serious than usual. District line actually sucks, nothing new about this. Anyway I could get Waterloo at 8:00 so I was going to be able to take my train at 8:12, just one hour later than always, but without the traffic everything point to me able to get the office just at 8:50 (many times I got there at 7:50 so it was hardly possible) but no.

I walk to the ticket machines, as every day. More people than usual was queued to use them and I was kinda hurry, but that didn't worry me, because I know that people are stupid enough to don't realize that there are more machines at the back of the first ones you can see when got exit from the tube. So I walk round the line of machines to see how mostly of those at th

e back were free. Therefore, while most of people was waiting their time to use the busy machines, the few ones who were able to use our eyes to see around were using the free ones. Great!

I select my travel options in a quite automatically way (I could do it with my eyes being shut) and put my card into the card reader. 

"Please remove your card"

Those scary words were printed in the display. I obeyed and tried again. Same. In the proper screen the message was more discomforting if possible "Your card cant be read". Shit. If this had happened at my usual hour, it wouldn't be quite bad. I could go with my oyster to my manager place and beg him for a ride, but he should be already in the office and I was losing time whit the bloody machine. Don't panic. I can try to get some cash in an ATM Machine.

These machines use to be free at 7, I use them sometimes to get cash for the bus, or even take a coffee in my favourite coffee shop at the station, where the girl put my coffee before I had to ask for it. But it wasn't 7, it was 8, ant there was a queue to use them. I checked my phone to know the time, watches are from the past, and I was about to lost the 8:12 train, but there is a slower one at 8:20 make me able to get the office at Not-Too-Much-Later-Than 9. Perfect, my turn to use the ATM. put my card and fantastic! it requested my pin number. I put it, selected the option to get cash, and.., "Sorry, we cannot provide that amount at this moment"

What??! I should have money, shouldn't I? I called my girlfriend (she should be sleeping, but thankfully she is off today) and asked her about the money. Yes, there are money in the account. So the bloody machine gave to me a bloody and nothing accurate message about my situation. Indeed, it requested my pin but I was thinking that probably it didn't even check whether or not the number was right. Apparently I had an actual problem in my hands. I text my manager to let him know about my  particular series of unfortunate events and put myself to look for a bank office near me. 

The closest one was next to Aldwych, not too long walk, but I wasn't in the mood, you know? I took a bus just to cross Waterloo Bridge and walk to the office. Closed, of course. It was 8:30 in that moment and the bank would be open at 9. Relax, I said to myself, you can get some breakfast in somewhere meanwhile...  but no, I had no card so I could do nothing but wait till the bank was open.

They open, I got in, I talk with the workers, they quickly ordered a new card to me (two bloody weeks I have to wait) and dispensed some cash to me. I got back to the train station (by bus) bought my tickets and waited till the next train departs, exactly at 9:42 because I couldn't even take the 9:20 train. This train, indeed, got delayed 5 minutes, but it didn't bother me, anyway I was bloody late this morning.

That point I couldn't help but compare my like Ulysses in my own odyssey, just a couple of differences with the original. He was looking forward to get home, where his loyal wife was unconditionally waiting for him; and he was coming from the war, where nobody should like to be. I was coming from my bed, with my girlfriend warming it up; and I wasn't really looking forward to get anywhere else, mainly to work with (and probably get lost in) my maze. And it is in this exact point, indeed, when I realize that I don't really like my life as similar to a Greek tragedy as it is lately.

With all my luck I was wondering if the train was going to blow up, or maybe some terrorist'd hijack it (there was a passenger with a pony tail style like Steven Seagal in flesh,so I wasn't worry at all) but there were no more incidents. I take my taxi without problems and got the office to see I had my box full of tickets, because if something gotta go wrong in the labyrinth, it gotta be when I'm not in time, thereby everyone can notice my absence.

It the rest of my life things are not bad, I'm still looking forward to moving closer, probably we'll move in to Surbiton, this way we are between my workplace and my girlfriend's. Last week one of the workmates whom I feel more comfortable with, specially 'cause she was on the team what tears more walls down in the maze, leaved the company and most of us went to take some drinks and say goodbye to her. I felt a little sorry because someone was missing, her very best friend in here, but I got over it quickly when I thought she wasn't there just because she was in a paradisical holidays and not dealing with regular people problems, like got overslept, lost her train and got broken her bank card... however, we had some fun, although I finished early because my girlfriend was waiting for me at home and I could fit in a little more with all my work mates. Even one of then what I thought she didn't like me, sent a request to be friends in Facebook, so I have a new potential reader of this (I know, I'm a dreamer)

Anyway, I'm expecting the next one, bigger and better.