This morning's netmeeting started 20 minutes late, leaving me sitting at desk, twiddling my thumbs for 20 minutes while I waited for the attendees to "call me right back."

Now I'm getting ready for lunch which isn't going to taste as well as it would have before I smelled someone else eating Japanese.

I'm fending off psychopathic coworkers who are furious because their net/mail access went out while I was on the netmeeting and unavailable. (What did they expect ME to do about it?)

I'm sincerely sympathizing with the tech people renting office space from us because the aforesaid psychopathic coworkers burst into their client meeting and created a scene about net/mail outage.

I'm holding on firmly to the idea of a vacation.

But I'm not bitching and whining, no. Not me. Not even mentioning the fact that, for the second day in a row, we didn't have 'net access when I got to the office.

Not even mentioning it.

Nor am I going to complain about the Mad Doctor who seems to have "forgotten" he was to lead a netmeeting for 8 Very Important Potential Clients at 1:00 today.

I mean, I would complain about it, but I'm now 1-1/2 hour late for lunch since I had to jump in and lead the meeting myself, and I'm starving.