…And none of them good ones.
I have to be in at work at 8am every day this week. This contrasts with my normal flexi time habits which see me getting in around 8:15 or shortly afterwards, assuming normal train service and a following wind. I could probably get in at eight if I got the train before – but only if it’s not running so much as a minute late, and if it isn’t cancelled – not the sort of thing you want to be betting your good attendance record on. So, working backwards from my normal routine, I decided to get the train before that which given an every-fifteen-minutes service should have been around 7:11. This meant getting up at quarter to six this morning. Now, quarter to six hurts. Quarter to six means Farming Today is still on when I go down to make coffee. In my opinion, if you’re listening to Farming Today on a regular basis then, if you’re not actually a farmer, you’re in the wrong job. But I wanted to be punctual, so quarter to six it was. I left the house at ten to seven and reached the station just in time for the 7:11 train.
Which didn’t exist.
Because you see, I had not actually checked the timetable and so I had not realised that ‘every fifteen minutes’ means ‘every fifteen minutes during the normal working day’ and that SWT – no doubt sharing my gut instinct about getting up before six am being A Bad Thing – don’t consider the normal day to have started till 7:26. So that’s fifteen minutes of sleep foregone that I won’t see again. Plus more information about stock prices and the weekly weather forecast than I am realistically ever going to need. Grooh.
And it leaves me with a dilemma. I can get the 7:26 and hope it isn’t cancelled or late for the rest of the week (for the record I did get in with seconds to spare this morning). Or I can sacrifice another fifteen minutes sleep and get up at five-thirty to catch the 6:56 and end up at work at 7:30 with plenty of margin for error. Hmmm. Trust the trains or get up at silly-o-clock – what would you choose?