I was the only person in the office-office today and it was blissfully quiet. Things were accomplished, including remembering to get outside for a walk before the high school let out and the streets were filled with students.
Nice day for a walk. |
The afternoon was all that separated me from a week’s
vacation, and I hoped for it to be as quiet at the morning had been and then be
over and done with. The plan was to finish a project status update for team members
returning to the office from their own time away this week. Emails were sent
asking questions and answers were plugged into the status report.
Fisticuffs. |
A smaller group of kids stood on the sidewalk on the other
side of Merrimack Street, watching the activity and separated from the first group
by traffic and maybe also good sense.
I watched out the window for a few minutes. It wasn’t as big a brawl as the one several years ago that had about a hundred kids and resulted in arrests.
Back at my desk, updating things and cross checking things,
it was a couple minutes before I registered more noise outside. This time, it
was sirens and three or four police cruisers with them. Sirens don’t always
register anymore. With the police and fire stations a block away, they are a
permanent part of the soundscape.
A sizeable number of students remained on the corner and
weren’t disbursing very quickly even though the officers where telling them to
move along. It was comical how they stood, shifting their weight and taking a
few steps in place and not going anywhere, ignoring the officers and looking
around and upward as if suddenly interested by the local architecture. It
looked exaggerated, like stage acting. Eventually, they moved along to wherever
kids go after school these days.
I was most glad to have already gone out and returned before the altercation.
Around 3:30, a couple monkey wrenches were tossed my way on a couple projects. No worries, because late on a Friday afternoon before a long weekend/week off is the perfect time for stupid stuff and delays. Right?
The frequency and pattern with which it happens to me (basically right before every holiday weekend and vacation) feels like some sort of cruel trick of the universe. Enough, already. Now the project update for colleagues also includes a problem or two from out of left field. Sorry, folks.
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