No power and the missing escape
I’m off to a flying start this morning. Actually, it isn’t as bad as I would have made it out to be in the past.
I forgot the power adapter for my portable printer back in Russell. I don’t know how that happened, but it did. Not the end of the world. If it were September 7, not August 7, I would have been in a world of hurt. But right now, it’s only a minor inconvenience. I figure I’ll put any documents I need to print on a flash drive and go down to the hotel lobby.
Second, the “ESC” key is missing from my portable keyboard. Again, no big deal, since every other key is there, and if I really need to use ESC, it’s on the main computer keyboard. That’s working again somehow.
Yesterday had a very bad incident. I was losing at trivia, and then I got frustrated with a couple of people I had never seen before talking about the Olympics. I mentioned out loud that I don’t care for the Olympics and thought it was a waste of time.
The two people to my left did not like it. They wanted me to leave. I almost did. Fortunately for all of us, manager Chad McCart stepped in. He got me calmed down, and then reseated the other two men away from the bar and comped their ticket.
I regret what I did. I really did. I stayed until 8:30 instead of leaving. I just have got to not do that. It fills me with shame and regret.
At first, I thought the incident might keep me up late. Instead, I was fast asleep by 10:30. Thank God for APAP and CPAP machines.
Day three at B-Dubs. Hopefully no problems. And hopefully Robb and Dawn show up.