Gosh that was a fun day. I already knew it was going to be fun because I would be spending it in Toronto -- a city that always reminds me of smashed Lite-Brite in a dirty parking lot, with orange construction cones placed around the pieces -- for training that I didn't want and that I really didn't need. Still, managers have to spend the entirety of their training budgets or they won't get as much next year, and everyone else in the department had already been tagged multiple times, and the barrel must be scraped, so to speak. But what made it an *extra* fun day was having my VIA train cancelled because of a freight derailment near Cobourg, and having that train replaced with a bus . The VIA guy at the other end of the the 1-800 line promised that this bus would leave on time and get to Toronto on time but I knew this was a lie. Still, what could I do but go? Try to have a good day anyway , my wife said when she dropped me off at the station. Another kind of lie. I will b
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