In business, there aren't a great number of things worse than rushing to a meeting, arriving just in time, only to find that the meeting is somewhere else, so you're actually quite late when you get to the correct meeting location. Such an event was the low point of my day.
I left work for lunch, having packed up all of my stuff, because I had a 1pm meeting and a 2pm meeting, both of which I thought were at the same offsite location (because they were related), and the last of which usually lasts the rest of the day. On the way to lunch, I stopped by my company office (~3.5 miles west) to pick up some deliveries, and after lunch I swung back by my customer location (where my desk is) to drop off those deliveries. Then I proceeded to the offsite meeting location (~5 miles west, just past company office) , only to have received a phone call as I pulled up to that location, with the caller asking, "you're coming to this meeting, right?" When I replied that I was pulling up to the building right then, the caller noted that the meeting was at the customer office (back where my desk is, five miles in the direction I came from), at which point I realized that my composure was about to run off without me. ARGH!
So I zipped back to the customer location, walking in nearly ten minutes late for a meeting that just ten minutes ago I thought I'd be on time for. And lucky for me (yeah right) the first meeting lasted until after 2pm, so I got to zip back to where? Yes, back to where I was an hour before, the offsite meeting location. So I was fifteen minutes late to that meeting, which lasted until after 4pm. It sure is good that gas prices are up, just in time for me to do a bunch of needless back and forth driving.
Oh, and at lunch I learned that I've been using a fake word for years. That's about like me, so I shouldn't be as surprised as I was when I learned of my error.
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