Monday...

Typical Monday, somehow the day when all the small things seem to be against you. It started with the overcrowded old metro, giving you the impression that you're on your way back from work all tired and sweaty already. Then, getting out of the metro just to notice it started raining heavily in the meantime and of course you didn'd take your umbrella along. But what are a few drops of rain, right? Well it seems to just paralyse everybody entirely. No matter how much in a hurry you are, you just freeze wherever you find shelter and wait. The only people walking in the rain were italians with umbrellas and tourists making sure they wouldnt lose their spot in the waiting line to the Sixtine Chapel, even if it means getting drenched.
After the cold unexpected shower, I thought it was time for a hot chocolate. You prepare these with a super machine we have in the office, and I put the chocolate powder somehow wrong, so it made all the milk overflow, and my nice boss wanting to help managed to get himself covered in hot chocolate. Quite embarrassing. For me.
Oh and did I mention that I read in the newspaper that a strike is planned for Friday? Bus, metro and trams will be totally paralyzed. Except before 8:30 and between 5 and 8pm. Let's see what the Italians do on major strike days, I hope they take it as a day off ;)
The rest of the day managed to go by much smoother, just to prove me that Mondays arent all that bad i guess :)