Showing posts with label Time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Time. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Time after time

I woke up feeling refreshed this morning. A quiet night in and a good sleep was much needed, and I had plenty of time to ready myself before heading to the station to get a train. I was due to meet a friend and Sunday was looking good. Then I noticed the time. My alarm clock hadn't registered, nor had my watch, but my phone was telling me it was an hour later than I thought. Panic set in, and a quick check revealed that British summer time had snuck up on me unexpectedly. A quick shower and shave and a dash to the station followed. I arrived just in time, only to find that my train was delayed by half an hour. Apparently due to signalling faults, which I assume means the driver also forgot to change his clocks.

Friday, 20 March 2015

Time waits for no man

I sit here waiting. Waiting to meet a friend. My friend was due to pop to mine so we could head out and have lunch together. But it's now 1:45 and I'm starving.

We were only having lunch together because we failed to have morning cake together. We had arranged to meet in town late morning, but the plan was flexible due to my friend's work commitments. So I duly headed into town and sat alone for 45 minutes until I heard that my friend was no longer able to make it until lunch time.

We were only having morning cake together because we failed to have a drink together last night. We had arranged to meet in town late afternoon as my friend had an appointment. So I duly headed to town and waited at the agreed spot for 30 minutes until I heard that my friend was no longer able to get there in time to meet before the appointment.

We were only having drinks together because we had failed to meet in the office that afternoon. We had arranged to meet in the office for a catch up, but the plan was flexible as I had a meeting. When my meeting ended, I duly headed to the office to meet my friend, until I heard that my friend would not be able to get to the office before I left.

Having failed to meet in the office, we have failed to meet for drinks in town, failed to meet for cake in town, and we are now apparently failing to meet for lunch. I have made myself available at every opportunity, but still I am drinkless, cakeless and lunchless, and perhaps even friendless.

Maybe that would be no bad thing in this instance.