It's true. I worked a few hours last Saturday. The quiet and uninterrupted time in the office was glorious. Sheer heaven. It almost didn't happen, though. Those moments of glorious heavenly bliss were almost derailed by a ... wait! ... seriously ... friends don't let friends spoil endings. So here's the story, morning glory:
It was Saturday. I drove the 18.76 miles to work. Found great parking (it was a Saturday after all). Walked in to the building with nary a problem. Fished my ID out of the wallet so I could access the office suite. Swiped the card in the magic card reader. Nothing. Swiped the card again. Nothing. Checked to make sure it was turned the right way and swiped the card AGAIN. Still nothing. About now the brain started swimming with possibilities: Was I fired and didn't know it yet? Had the ID card gotten too close to my cell phone again? Did they change the after hours admit policy and I missed the email? Why did I just spend the time in the car, not to mention wear and tear on the tires, on a gorgeously sunny day just to be thwarted? Oh, why?!
So I uttered a choice word and swiped again. Still nothing. CRUD! (That's not the word I uttered, by the way.) I look at the card one more time to make sure it's going the right way in the magic card reader thing-a-ma-jig and discover that the card is -- you're gonna love this -- a Barnes and Noble gift card! Apparently the office does not accept B&N cards as legal tender. Who knew?! (Ha!) So I went back to the wallet, exchanged the B&N card for the real ID, swiped it, and was greeted by the green light and the ding-you've-got-5-seconds-to-open-the-door-now ding. Ah. Success. Followed by a giggle fest and a few hours of uninterrupted heavenly bliss in the office.
The moral of the story: get the gift card out of the wallet by buying more books!
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