On the story of life...

Well here it is, the day of my birth. And how has fate decided I should observe it?


Perhaps it is best to start by saying that someone siphoned a tank of gas out of my car. I stalled out yesterday because of it. Most notably is that this event had to occur while I was at work as mine wasn't the first car this week for it to happen to. And by chance it happened to the other guy who is also vocal in regards to dealings with our boss. Coincidence?


I've since bought a locking cap and filed a police report. Great build up to today.


I'm also the on call for work, and have been kept busy with various emergencies. The good of it was to hear someone saying how nice I am while taking care of things.


Perhaps I might enjoy something of the day yet.