Not Quite Friday

It's not quite Friday, but I'm counting the hours. I'm ready for my own bed and more selection in shoes - you know, the really important things in life. And not that I'm one to complain (hehe), but I'm not exactly having the time of my life here in King of Prussia. Oh sure, it's got a huge mall (like there's no shopping in Dallas, so what the heck good does that do), but it's got other weird issues also. We can start with limited ability to turn left. There are these huge cement block thingies in the middle of the street that prevent you from making left turns into mostly everywhere you need to go. I have to drive about half a mile past my hotel before I can turn left, then guess what - there are no U-turns allowed anytime you've just spent a half mile or more passing cement bunkers. So I have to turn into a residential neighborhood which at the entry has a No U-turn sign posted. Which mean I have to journey into the neighborhood, scope out an empty driveway and turn there. To get to the job site, I have to do the exact same thing but in the opposite direction. Plus, there are rarely any right turns on red allowed here and traffic is horrible so it can take 20-30 minutes just to move a couple of miles.

The service has been less than desirable also. Last night I looked forever to find a breakfast place. I was really looking for this morning, but had worked myself into really wanting some breakfast for supper. but when I asked about a breakfast spot at the front desk of the hotel, I got these blank stares and headshakes. Are you kidding me? A town that doesn't have an IHOP, Denny's, Waffle House, anything????? I thought I remembered seeing "cafe" on a building on the way to the job site, so I headed that direction and pulled into the parking lot. I have apparently found the only cafe in the country that not only doesn't serve breakfast, it doesn't have coffee. Frustrated, I asked the girl at the "cafe" if there was any place in this town that served breakfast. She sent me to a deli, which oddly enough, did serve breakfast. The waitress, however, thought one cup of coffee was enough for a breakfast meal and an hour of working on my rough draft. She looked most annoyed when I asked for a refill. But not near as annoyed as the cashier when I asked for my reciept?????

Isn't Philadelphia supposed to be the city of brotherly love? If so, I ain't feeling it.

They're probably all angry because there's no place to eat breakfast.

In other news, our training facility lost their internet connection yesterday. Of course, I'm in the middle of doing seven software conversion on a WEB BASED software package. See any problems there? Lucky for me, I explained the seriousness of the situation and they rerouted us to a new provider. We only lost an hour and a half, but what are the friggin' odds? This is a test case that we're trying with this client - to do both the training and migration to the new software in the same week with the trainer leading the migration effort. So far, my flight was cancelled and the internet has gone out. I seem to keep having to dig out of holes.

But to end on a good note, my great friend and incredibly talented writer, Wendy Roberts, has just accepted a three-book deal from Penguin!!!!!! Her new series is entitled DOING FOR THE DEAD and features a forensic cleaner as the heroine. You should definitely check it out - well, as soon as they're available. Yeah Wendy!!!!!!!