Late for work
So this morning, I arrived at work some 90 minutes late. Considering I’m often 15 minutes or more early, that’s almost two hours later than usual. The reason? An accident. This accident, in fact. I’m not complaining about the accident at all. It looks especially nasty, by all accounts, and I hope everyone involved is OK. I’m also not really complaining they closed the road. After all, what else could they do? No, my issue is the way in which …