Yesterday, I had an early conference call which I did from home, and then I just kept working from home. I'd been ill all week, and I even considered contacting my boss to let her know I was too sick to come in, but it all seemed like a lotta trouble, so I just didn't say anything.
They totally busted my ass. After months of surreptitious telecommuting here and there, I get called on it on a day when I am legitimately sick. Oh, the irony. I suppose this is one of those experiences in which I 'learn my lesson.' See, my boss' boss was in town from London, and apparently she kept cruising by my desk wondering where I was all day.
If anything teaches me my lesson on this one, it's the aftermath. Last night 2 Many DJs performed at Studio B. I'm not real familiar with this group's work, but my girlfriend is a huge fan. These DJ brothers from Belgium apparently innovated the remix phenomenon that is now called 'the mash-up.' For some reason they don't really get credit for this, but at least it means they don't have to perform at Amsterjam. Anyway 2 Many DJs is better known as Soulwax, which is their live band. They were both playing last night, with some kid band called The Klaxons. The result was Hipster Overload. I think a lot of kids were there for The Klaxons, who went on first. They were fine, meh. Then there was a DJ set by the locals. This was a lot of fun and dancing around like a fool under the copious smoke machines momentarily made me forget my illness.
Soulwax went on next and they were really good. They kind of approximate dance music played with 'real' instruments. This is not a bad idea, it gives those who are disinclined to dance something to look at while the music is going on. We made it through their set and suddenly it was 1:30. Any other night I would have been fine with this. But with disease creeping back up on me and the sobering fact that I absolutely had to go to the office the next day, I had to go home. I feel bad I missed 2 Many DJs' set, but at the rate they were going it would be another hour before they started.
After a lot of dumb navigation on my part, we finally made it to a G station. Two trains went by in the opposite direction, but we got nothing Clinton Hill-bound. At some point the bell went off announcing an impending train, we waited another several minutes but nothing showed. So we said screw it and went out to find a car service. The second we walked up the steps we heard the train coming in. I have no idea why the announcement bell was so off, but the result is that I won't singing the praises of the G train for quite some time.
The car finally got us home around 3. I was getting really paranoid about my ability to make it to work the next day, so I took a shower right then, and actually booted up the work laptop and did some work in advance. This actually worked out really well, I slept in until 8:15 and made it in like a good drone. But I have this big sleep crease across my cheek from the pillow, I look like Tom Berenger in Platoon. But nobody's messing with me today at least.
