Mon 5 December 2005 - The morning that went askew
Sneezing attack at home.
Which (may have) caused me to forget to pick up my mobile phone. (By the time I realised, it was too late to go back.)
Which caused me not to get the SMS advising the train before mine was cancelled.
Which meant my train was packed. (Though admittedly not up to 11.)
Which meant I got off it at Richmond to get onto a direct Flinders Street train. And started sneezing again. There’s something in those Siemens trains that makes me sneeze more than the others.
The lack of phone was, of course, highly distressing. Having taken the time to consolidate so much of my life into one handy little device, I found myself wandering the streets, not only uncontactable, but also unable to remember anybody’s phone number, nor check if I had any appointments today. And I had no idea what the time was.
I could check my voicemail remotely, though given it involves ringing my phone and waiting for it to divert to voicemail before entering my PIN, I could just see it vibrating itself all over the desk at home where I had left it.
Thankfully it hadn’t fallen off and broken.
