News must go on despite Monday malaise
It's 3:33 p.m.
It is a Monday.
I am about to go insane.
For the past 15 minutes, someone's car alarm has been alerting all of the presence of a nonexistent intruder. The wheeled anti-theft contraption is parked within half a block of the office. Why anyone would even arm a car alarm on this particular street in the daytime is beyond my comprehension.
Observing a parked car is easy when its parked near a large window as this one is. I keep a close eye on mine during the day. I don't have a car alarm either. The number of times my car has been broken into at work zero. The number of times this particular car alarm has gone off in the last half hour because of vibrations of passing vehicles four.
It's 3:45 p.m.
Someone is trying to fax the office through the office phone number instead of the fax number. Every time I pick up the receiver, I get a loud beep right in the ear.
It's 3:50 p.m.
It's still Monday.
It just started raining.
Add to the story that I have a cold, several of my story ideas have totally fallen through and I'm going to have to head into the rain to get more tissues because I just used the last piece to blow my nose, this could be funny.
It's 3:51 p.m.
Guess what? Car alarm AGAIN.
Let me check yep, it's Monday. Generally, Monday's aren't that bad. I've never really subscribed to the idea that Monday is supposed to be bad for John Q. Whoever, but apparently, there are exceptions.
Sadly, the day isn't over yet.
It's 4:06 p.m.
Yep, car alarm.
Why can't they make those in popular song melodies? I'd give anything right now to have that car spit out Tom Petty's "Free Falling."
I can't help but envy the sign I saw in the doorway at the bank. "Legal Bank Holiday, Feb. 18." President's Day. Yeah, the post office is closed, too. Even some kids are out of school. How great it would be to be curled up at home on the couch right now, watching "Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back" and eating popcorn while inhaling menthol-flavored steam, courtesy of (insert over-the-counter medical company of choice here).
Alas, it's not to be.
The news industry is different than, say, the post office where the credo is "neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet" or something like that. I suppose if someone has to get a day off from work, Monday is a great choice. A three-day weekend, courtesy of the U.S. government. I'm in the wrong profession. But, that's OK, it could be worse.
I could own a car with a defective anti-theft system.