Bus-tling

The beauty of my job is that I can get in, get set up and be ready to go in quite a short space of time. Couple that with my need to get in in plenty of time and it’s a happy medium.

Sometimes, though, you need a bit more time to do things. You want an extra bit of time to potter around, fix things, adjust stuff or whatever. Even as I’m writing this I’m thinking of a couple of things I need to look at when I’m in next.

Today was one of those days.

I wanted to go in a decent bit earlier than necessary and do some stuff. Little bits of maintenance around and about, and various other bits and bobs.

The time I left at should have afforded me an extra hour and a half of pottering time. I ended up with twenty minutes, in the end.

The bus took so long, filled as it was with clueless people heading to town to dawdle cluelessly around the shops. Or one old lady who complained the bus was going the wrong way, got off and crossed the road – slowly – directly in front of the bus.

It was quite annoying, really, as the stuff I did when I got to work felt a lot more pressured than it should have. Even then it was a case of “oh, I’ve not had time for…” so I’m already on the back foot for jobs still to do.

And that’s before you take into account the ability of a team on a Christmas do to take apart things that no-one else would ever consider taking apart (and yes, I have just remembered something else to look at).

I think, though, today’s bus ride has set the scene/tone for the week. And it’s probably only going to get worse!

I think I’ll set off for my next game now…