I have to share this:
This has been my week:
Wednesday I had a meeting at nine thirty,I'd cut and colored my hair two days ago and I hated it,so I had to have it done professionally before the meeting.There's this small hairdresser shop near my office where I go really early since I never have time in the evening ,twenty minutes there and I am good to go ,no one is ever there before me.Not this wednesday though,there were two other ladies and I had to wait and wait and ended up doing my own hair there to catch my meeting..As soon as I arrived my zipper broke..I left again and found one open shop with one style of black trousers , I bought them ,was ten minutes late for my meeting.To make things worse it was a lousy lousy meeting ,I could have killed the client ,but you know the customer is alway right,so I had to shut up and do all the changes he asked for,it's his building after all.Late again for my eleven o'clock meeting I ran down the satirs and broke my 9cm heel!!!Wallahi this is true,no exaggeration what so ever.Luckily I work in a commercial area and I had some cash on me that day so I bought a new pair of boots..The second meeting was lousier,this client ,who was very strict with his requirements from the beginning of the designprocess,had brought in a british expert to adapt the design to their corporate image,he was so snobbish and protested to things that were demanded by the owner and not me..but now you know since he's a foreign expert the owner agreed to everything he said and forgot that these were all his decisions.(By the time I left,-kont shaifeh el deek arnab!!)Next morning,(yes,there's more bad luck to come)I went to the hairdresser's again..I guess ladies you know how it is when you hate your hair and just have to fix it to feel presentable,they were also busy but one of them had time for me when the blowdryer broke..(the last one they had!!I did say it's a small place near my office.)Well anyways,he fixed it and I had my hair done and caught my third meeting for the week ,it went well and made me think :khalas, bad luck is over ,finally.This illusion satyed till yesterdaywhen in the afternoon I hit my car,(my fault not the other drivers' ,his pickup wasn't hurt)my bumper fell and parts of it broke,I did not go to the police station since my license needs renewing,went home and had some fun with kids thinking no biggie,it happens.But..my husband took it from there,bad luck turned to him.He hit his car,(other guy's fault)had to go to the police station where he locked himself out of the car by mistake.SO.. with the car a nice target to any thief , keys in the switch and a nice laptop inside we went to sleep. Nine o'clock this morning we go there with the spare key and it WOULD NOT OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!It's a sports car with two doors and a very low ceiling ,he had to crawl through the trunk ,I felt I was watching Entrapment,with Zeta Jones crawling between the laser beams,well at least it worked,and we're both in our offices now,but is it over? Fingers crossed.
Monday, November 28, 2005
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