First of all, I was skeptical about putting my suit in the cleaners on Thursday for a Monday morning pick-up. I set my alarm for 8:45 am. I had woken up a half-hour before it went off.

Knowing my body I went through the morning routine took care of all bodily functions. Made the coffee and that’s where things unraveled.

I’ve been drinking coffee for over 20 years. Around five years in, I started going beyond off the shelf ground store grocery store. I bought whole beans and a grinder. It is a huge difference. It’s not that complicated. It adds maybe a minute or two, to the normal process of making coffee. The electronic grinders are fast.

Process simple. Put the beans in the cover and then pour the beans into the grinder when you place the cover on the grinder that starts the grinding. Wait about thirty seconds and then dump your fresh grounds into the coffee machine.

That’s what I thought I did. I went ahead and brushed my teeth. I exited the bathroom that strong coffee brewing smell was faint but noticeable. I disregarded that. And then the coffee itself was extremely light. To the point, I could see straight through to the bottom of the cup. Like you would see with a cup of tea.

When I tasted it that too was a sign. Something was off.

But I was on a schedule. I got up earlier enough to take care of what I thought was a simple process of uploading my video to YouTube.

Adobe Premiere had other plans. It decided to not compress the video file from 4 GB to about 400 MB as it did last night.

Even though I applied the built in YouTube codec.

Last night the same process worked perfectly. Figured I will compress the file this morning and I should be able to post when I get out of the shower. Again the codec is set to YouTube a built in feature that comes with Adobe Premiere.

I get out of the shower the file is done compressing. I take a listen, the glitch is still there but not as noticeable.

So of let’s upload it to YouTube. That’s when I noticed something was off. Once it loaded I copied the link to Twitter but I didn’t like that unlike when you copy a YouTube link in iPhone messages the receiver gets a preview window. In fact the entire video will play just from the link embedded in the text message. Pretty cool and effective trick. You get to see the video workout having to engage much with the device. Sans audio if what you see is appealing to the eye you then click on it to fully engage.

Twitter doesn’t do that. Defeats the purpose of my goal which was to have the video play in the tweet. I figured no sweat. I’ll just upload the compressed file. I wasn’t sure if 400 Mb would be beyond YouTube tech specifics. Funny thing is the only newly compressed file I saw was the most recent one and it’s said 4 Gb. I was confused. I did tbt same exact thing last.night.

But this video editing. It’s been like that ever since I started in 1999. In between this and the shower I realized, I never ground the coffee beans. I put them in cover as whole beans – then dumped the whole beans into my coffee machine. So now things are now going from ridiculous to absurd. Oh, I still needed to go get my suit. I prepaid for it which was good because I lost the ticket. Of course, I just had the damn thing the night before thought I put it somewhere I could find it. In any event, I was able to get it without any issues.

Yet before I left to get it I got a call from a different company for possible employment. I couldn’t blow off the call so I stayed in the house while on the call that cost me about fifteen or so minutes. Last thing I wanted to do was be in a rush while leaving. Of course now I was. And man did things get nuts. After I got dressed drama free I three everything in my bag. No way to leave anything behind. I get in the elevator and immediately rifle my bag, no wallet.

I go back in the pad. Searched all over. I just has the damn thing when I was looking for my laundry ticket. I left the bag in the hallway outside of my apartment. I go back out to the hall toss the contents on the floor. No wallet. Back in the apartment I checked my jeans and there it was. Ok let’s go. I hit the door fly out. Left my glasses. Now I have five minutes or I’m late for the appointment.

I find the glasses relatively fast but still, now I’m sweating-dripping to be exact in a suit in late winter. Not good. I all of sudden couldn’t locate the paper towels I has stashed so I grab a face cloth. I get to the train station and the train will arrive in one minute – and it does.

Finally, I’m on the road. I see the address though has a westside address is closer to the eastside so the train I live near the 8th Ave local won’t work. I transfer at W4th for the 6th Ave lines. M shows up I board.

I get to midtown and noticed the appointment was for 12-not 1230 it’s already 12:15. I could have sworn I agreed to 12:30. Nevertheless I walk in and announce that I have a 12:30 appointmen. Now a few years back for Trader Joes the 4 train as it does most of the time crawls between the express stops. Goes so slow its routine for a local to lap it to the point you question the need for an express line. Not like the mananager at Trader Joes cared. She dismissed me though I was late it was by ten minutes. That’s not what happened here. The inter