Run Baby, Run

So I had a crazy start to the day. One of the worst days I have had at work. Such days happen pretty frequently lately, but this gotta take the trophy. The moment I stepped into office, at least two people were telling me to go check on the X-ray generators as the X-rays were cut off due to a power surge over the weekend. Great. Three alarms were sounding off simultaneously. After assessing the damages, I found that two filaments were blown, the software to the machine was not responding, and there was a big puddle of water from the cooling system, which, to my horror, was still growing due to a steady leak. What a wonderful experience, great sights and sound all included. Technical details aside, I worked on it from 9 to 3 straight to fix up all the problems, and luckily, I did. Not so lucky for my boss though, cos he almost died when the cryo-system controller that weighs at least 20 kg fell on his neck while he was bent over giving me a hand in taking the system apart. For a moment, I seriously thought he will go through the spinal-cord-being-snapped-and-die thing, like in movies. He was shaking when I helped him up and he said he felt faint. I felt pretty damn near to fainting myself too from the shock.

So all was well and I was feeling glad and happy and proud of myself when the second power trip happened! Fuck! And yes, that was the first word that came out of my mouth too,when it happened, and no, the X-ray generators could not handle two trips in one day and they just died, failing to bring the vacuum up at all. So yes, the whole day’s work gone to waste. And this time, it was totally beyond me and I have to leave it to the guys from Sydney. That sounded easy but it wasn't at all, cos I have to 'negotiate' with their boss to make this service trip a non-chargeable one. Well, nothing was written in the contract about power failure to begin with!

It was indeed an anti-climatic experience. On my way home earlier on, I was feeling all frustrated and unfulfilled and maybe even useless. I know I have tried my best, but there is no denying that it still sucks majorly. I will definitely try to push for UPS for the machines after today, but I don’t know if that is even possible at all due to the huge power consumption by the generators. Another thing to brood over, damn.

So after the crazy day I have had, my reward comes in the form of a spanking new black iPod at the reception. I had it delivered to work. I am looking at it charging away now and I can’t wait to start playing with it soon.

The weekend was great too. I got my couch sorted out, even though it was a bit of a splurge. Managed to catch some sun too, too much maybe, around the bayside area. Had some not-so-great beer and food at the much talked about Belgian Beer Café but at least now I know what it is all about, which is nothing much to rave about really.

I s’pose the weekend could have been a really fantastic one if not for the fact that I received an email from a co-worker. At first I thought it was about work but it wasn’t like that at all. Turned out that he knows someone whom I know during those crazy days of mine a while ago, but that is not it. He also knows some things I have done that I am not too proud of, or have no intentions to bring up again. I am not majorly flustered by this incident though, surprisingly. However, it re-affirms the fact (for me) that some things you do in life do echo on, and there is always the option of running away from them but certainly there is no hiding at all. They will somehow catch up with you at some stage. If he confronts me, whcih he probably will, I am not going to deny anything or defend myself in anyway. The fact remains I have indeed done those things. So what I do about it? I just have to accept it and move on, as always. It’s kinda like my grades for my final udergraduate year. Although it has been 3 years now, they still find their way into my scholarship applications and hinder me from getting one. Oh well.

So yes, I had a certified crappy day. Alright, maybe I shouldn’t be whinging anymore, when my housemate is all hassled and disturbed at the moment by the fact that he has to put down one of his beloved pet rats because it has a huge tumour near its neck with green pus oozing out. Alright, too much info already.