Eleventy-one

Typical of Mondays and made worse by it nearing the end of summer when people return from vacations having forgotten how to do their jobs, today was a busy day at the Help Desk. A coworker walking out the door at the end of his shift was grousing (or perhaps gloating) over how many calls he had take.

Coworker: ". . . I even took more calls than Geis."

Geis: "Yea, but I've got two more hours on the clock."

Coworker: "Awwww, man."

In the end I took 111 calls for the day, 20-25 more than anyone else. I then got to top of a spectacular day with a bicycle ride home through a driving rainstorm.

Fantastic.