Lost my work badge on a Monday and the fun just kept rolling until Friday
Last Monday I walked out of my apartment in Austin without my work badge and had to sit in the lobby for 40 minutes waiting for my manager to come let me in. Tuesday I spilled coffee on the one nice shirt I own before a video call, so I did the whole meeting in a hoodie with the camera pointed at my chin. Wednesday I locked myself out and paid a locksmith $140 to open my own front door. Thursday I microwaved my lunch for 12 minutes instead of 2 and set off the smoke alarm in the break room. By Friday I just stayed home, and honestly it was the best decision of the whole week, does anyone else feel like the universe just picks a week to mess with you?