It’s not even 9am yet, and this is how the day started:

* We left late. (My fault, cuz I suddenly remembered that I have to dress up since I’m assigned to a criminal court today.)
* After getting to work, I realized I don’t have my court keys or my badge. (Mr. W’s fault; when I had the day off yesterday for Lincoln’s birthday holiday he drove to work on his own and moved my stuff in his car and didn’t tell me.) So I couldn’t retrieve my stamps from my desk (locked), get on the employee elevators (special elevator key needed) or get around at all. I was SO PISSED because this has happened before and it’s always a major inconvenience.
* Someone had been at my desk yesterday and moved stuff around, and made a half-ass effort to return things to their original locations. Things were misplaced, and my photos on the corkboard were moved and someone pushed pushpins through the center of photos and through other photos! I NEVER puncture my photos, especially not ones I don’t have the negatives for and therefore can’t reproduce. And they pushed a pin through a Polaroid!! *grinding teeth*
* After finally getting to the criminal calendar court I am assigned to today, I tried unsuccessfully to log in the computer but realized that the keyboard did not work. At all. Totally nonresponsive. A slew of cussing later (I think I bewildered a bailiff who was just passing through), I traced the keyboard line and reset it manually and got it working.
* I have cramps. Owie.

The bailiff who caught the fire of my morning came through a few minutes later to check on me, and after I apologized for his seeing me in a non-professional moment, he reminded me that today is Friday of a long weekend, and that it’s also payday. He promised it’ll be better from now on.

He also pointed out it’s Friday the 13th. Figures!

Since I started this post I was involved in solving the mystery of 3 defendants in custody that the sheriffs department brought to this courtroom who aren’t on calendar.