Melanie\u2019s Melbourne Moment<\/p>\n
Here is a run down of my adventures in Melbourne, and I\u2019m sure<\/p>\n
there must be others who can relate to my story as I refuse to believe<\/p>\n
that I could possibly be the only person who
\nstill has mobile phone dramas, has a teenage son who is totally
\nunawakable and has an exam and needs to get up and catch a
\nbus to get to his exam, has serious electrical problems at home, walks into very clean
\nglass doors, totally spills coffee all over pastel coloured suit
\n5 minutes into a boardroom meeting, walks into male toilet and
\nunintentionally trips up someone who has just had a knee
\nreplacement whilst trying to be helpful and consequently gets crushed
\namong other things;…..okay maybe not necessarily all in
\none morning, but surely others are unlucky too.<\/p>\n
Here goes:<\/p>\n
First I get into taxi 2 hours ahead of time, taking peak traffic into
\nconsideration still in Perth time mode, I nod off briefly.
\nSuddenly I awake frantic as I remember that my son has an exam and I
\npromised to ring him to wake him as his father believed
\nthat he should be old enough to wake up by himself exam or not. I try to
\nuse my phone and it’s not working….. what the….!
\n“Hey do phones not usually have reception around here,” I ask the taxi driver as my
\nstress levels are starting to rise. “Mine’s got full
\nreception,” he announces in a real show offy way. I’m starting to hit my
\nphone harder and harder, in total bewilderment as it
\nwas working fine last night. Surely Optus wasn’t being tempermental and
\ndecided to redisconnect my phone AGAIN for no
\napparent reason, (another problem I have as my son trying to be environmentally conscious decided to cancel paper bills and get them emailed to him, only he never tells me when they are due, but that\u2019s another story. I’m starting to get really aggressive with my phone,
\nmaking lots of huffy and puffy noises, breaking out in a
\nsweat and the taxi windows are starting to fog up from the steam coming
\nout of my ears. I’m slowly, well actually extremely
\nrapidly starting to lose it in the back and so the taxi driver was
\nfeeling sorry for me and hands me his phone. “why that is so
\nkind of you, I won’t make a call, I’ll just msm my sister to phone me
\nand I’ll fill her in and she can make the calls.” So I msm
\n“Please call me ASAP” and hand phone back and wait, not exactly
\npatiently and wait and wait!!. Getting frustrated and
\nstruggling to sit still he hands me his phone again. I suddenly realise,
\nI forget to say it’s Manal using taxi drivers phone and
\nresend message. Still no bloody reply. By this time the taxi driver is
\ngetting especially clever at reading my smoke signals and
\nhands his phone to me again, “Just phone no more messages,” “Alright
\nalready”, I just didn’t want to use up all of his credit. So
\nI dial Ihsan’s mobile and of course the damn thing is flat. As a result
\nof the cat chewing Reyhans charger, her phone is
\ncharging on communal charger in kitchen and she was my only reliable
\nhope. So I dial house phone which unfortunately is in
\nkitchen, and naturally Ihsan’s bedroom door would be closed. The phone
\nswitches to message bank and so I scream at the
\nabsolute top of my lungs, “Ihsan!!! This is mum WAKE UP!!!” The taxi
\ndriver not expecting that I was able to reach such high
\nnotes I’m sure jumps out of his skin and we nearly crash into car in
\nfront of us. I try repeating the process several times
\nwithout success. “Um isn’t there someone else you can call?” the kind
\ntaxi driver mentions in a softly spoken voice. So I try my
\nsister who also doesn’t wake up. This is ridiculous. So I go back to
\ntrying home phone. Finally we reach destination and boy
\ndoes the taxi driver look relieved. I tip him pretty heavily in
\nappreciation of him letting me use his phone and trudge into
\nbuilding where my meeting is to happen, luckily quite early. I get
\nreally excited when I see my collegue Michael from Perth
\nand he seems confused by my excitement then I ask if I can borrow his
\nphone and it’s back to screaming out a now almost
\nabusive wake up call again at the top of my lungs in my loudest most
\nhighest pitched tone. Just when my voice has turned
\nhoarse and I can barely speak, Reyhan picks up phone and lets me know
\nthat my son has actually stumbled out of bed.
\nHowever he does need something urgently and where could it be. I
\nexplain that it is in the front room, but unfortunately there
\nis no lighting and it is not going to be easy to find it in the dark,
\nand please tell Ihsan not to stand on my very organised piles
\nof paperwork also take care not to trip or walk into furniture or other
\nobstacles. And could Reyhan please contact OPTUS and
\nfind out what is wrong with my phone. Mission accomplished, I am
\nexhausted and now really need a coffee, Michael is amused
\nand we head off to coffee shop. Still dizzy from stressful start to
\nday, it’s totally not my fault and a credit to very efficient
\nwindow cleaners as I crash into very clean and clear glass door and
\nliterally bounce off and into Michael and we both almost
\nfall completely hard into passer bys. Michael mentions that if I really
\nliked him I didn’t need to come across so forcefully. I
\nstruggle to respond to his joke as my head hurts and I’m worried that I
\nmight be suffering concussion. We collect our coffees
\nand head back to boardroom just in time for meeting. It’s all very
\nserious and Michael bursts out in a fit of laughter as my
\ncoffee appears to have wrong sized lid on it and it has silently dripped
\nhuge blobs all over my suit. He
\nwhispers to me that I probably should take off my jacket as
\nit would look more professional. Uh oh! You’d think I would have learnt
\nmy lesson by now and realised that I should always be
\nprepared just in case I have to remove my jacket\/jumper and once again was going braless,so I
\npretend I’m too cold and he offers me his suit jacket. At
\nmorning tea time I accidently walk into male toilets, while occupied but
\nit’s okay I’m a health professional and also not my fault
\nas the male and female picture don’t look that different. When I return
\nI notice that a member who has just had a knee
\nreplacement’s walking stick has fallen onto the floor and so I pick it
\nup and lean it against the table so it will be easy for him to
\nretrieve rather than have to bend down and pick it up from the floor,
\nbut unfortunately must have trouble with his eyesight
\nalso as he doesn’t notice it’s been picked up and trips over it and
\nfalls literally on top of me like a dead weight. Shivers that’s
\nthe gratitude I get for trying to be helpful….Rest of meeting is
\npretty uneventful until taxi trip home, but that’s another
\nstory……<\/p>\n
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