I have to be honest with everyone. If not for the live, commercial free airing of Smackdown then I would have had two posts not one. In saying that here’s the great couple of days that have surrounded Barbie and her adventurous spirit in Toronto.
Barbie got to work and went through her usual routine of setting up her desk, since her work is too cheap to have permanent desk’s for everyone, and getting sorted out for the work day. All things seemed to go according to plan, that is until lunch time. At lunch time it all went awry. When it was time for lunch Barbie went the to office kitchen and opened the fridge. Pondering for a while, because something seemed wrong, she stared at the fridge. Finally it clicked in – her lunch was missing. Instantly Barbie figured someone stole her food. Quickly scanning the other office workers, Barbie channelled her inner Encyclopaedia Brown and tried to figure out who was the thief. As Barbie was doing the ‘over the cubicle head scan’ trying to sort out who was the culprit something inside her head was saying “You’re getting colder”. Unfortunately for poor Barbie this voice wasn’t playing that stand-by game of “Getting Warmer, Getting Colder” with her. This was a clue. It turns out that Barbie, in a moment of absent-mindedness, she placed her lunch inside the freezer of the fridge instead of the regular fridge part.
Today was a rather good day…or it was until about 3.45pm. I grabbed Barbie from her place of work on the way to the GO Train and we took off down York Street toward Union Station. We were passing the Sigma Building at 55 York Street when all of a sudden Barbie dropped like Joe Frazier. It seems that due to some brilliant construction work, or really shoddy engineering, there is quite the difference in height between the sidewalk and sidewalk markers. In fact about 1/2″ difference actually, which is nearly 13mm for the metric crowd. To anyone who doesn’t know the math apparently, as scientific studies show, all that is needed is 2mm (which is 0.08 inches) difference in height to upset someone’s balance. So down she went, mild injury to the ankle and that is all thankfully, and I was standing over Barbie. After helping her up, and making sure she was ok, we went off to the GO Train.
We made the train in time to get a seat, which is crucial on our line, and awaited the usual crowd that we sit with. It seems we are the only suckers working this week since they didn’t arrive. Barbie, having been out with some former co-workers, had a few extra bags of stuff with today. So we bundled ourselves into the seats and did the best we could to get our bags, as well as the extra bags, under seats to eliminate the encroachment into the sitting space of the other riders. This posed a problem. The problem isn’t that we couldn’t fit the bags under and leave our co-commuters the appropriate space but rather that we were able to accomplish such a feat. As we pulled into our stop, which caught Barbie off guard and this might have been part of the issue, Barbie scrambled to shut down her e-reader and get her bags together. We scrambled off the train and as we were walking down the platform Barbie turned to me and said “Oh good. You have my backpack”
I looked rather confused at her and replied “No I don’t. I have my own backpack and one of the extra bags but not your backpack”.
As the train was pulling away from us Barbie realized that her backpack, complete with laptop, notebooks and such, was sitting under our chairs on the train that was slowly pulling away to the west.