the air, as they say, is rife with portent. today has been a bit of a ominous beginning to the year of the monkey. i got off to a late start, getting to the bus stop at 8:20. my bus is supposed to come every ten minutes. as i waited, three buses went by...and they were all out of order. i stood there for half a fucking hour, waiting, finally got on the bus and sit down next to a woman reading tarot cards. very off-putting. i get off the bus and walk into my building, past the food court tables. there's this guy (creepy joe i call him) who's been sitting at the same place every morning for at least 6 months. every day, i walk in, walk past creepy joe and wonder if he's homeless or just weird. this morning--creepy joe was SO not there. i get to the elevator banks and without pushing the button, every single one of the 6 elevators lights up and opens.
then i got an email from someone i haven't spoken to in 8 years. two people quit today...just up and quit. one of the uggos form the 6th floor is crying in the kitchen.
this cannot bode well for the new year.
