Si je suivais mon horaire à moi, j'aurais quitté le bureau depuis 10 minutes.
Or, depuis près de 9 mois maintenant, je suis un horaire "compromis", selon lequel je devrais partir dans 5 minutes. Ou plutôt 4, puisqu'il est à présent 16h11.
SAUF QUE, étant donné l'absence de toute Prise en charge ici, cette semaine, je finis de travailler à 17h. Un shift que je n'ai jamais désiré et que j'ai suffisamment détesté pendant les quatre longs mois qu'ont duré mon dernier stage. En plus, le seul avantage, soit que je peux dormir trois gros quarts d'heure de plus chaque matin, est grandement downgradé par le fait qu'il y a des travaux de construction juste à côté de chez Raiontzukai qui commencent à l'heure exacte où je me lève en temps normal. Ça veut dire que je dispose, au lieu de trois quarts d'heure de sommeil, de trois quarts d'heure de somnolence passés à écouter des coups de marteau.
Il est 16h15, et c'est l'heure à laquelle le bureau est vide aux trois-quarts, à laquelle on n'entend pratiquement plus un bruit, l'heure à laquelle mon cerveau est habitué de prendre un break. C'est l'heure idéale pour vous chercher une maison à louer ou une nouvelle recette à essayer.
Wô, à la suite d'un imprévu, Raiontzukai et mois déménagerons... un mois et demi plus tôt que prévu !!!
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:: Thursday, May 01, 2008 ::
More driver's licence-related thougts
Two weeks ago, Raiontzukai and I went shopping in Montreal, where I bougt a new purse. Because it was larger than the one I already had, when we decided to go take a walk in the Old Port, I quickly switched purses in order to put my coat in purse.
This is when I didn't transfer my driver's licence along with my other things.
Because I haven't switched purses since then, it means that I have been NOT carrying my driver's licence with me for two weeks.
This blogger is a very good driver, in case you didn't know. In fact, she's so good she'd never gotten pulled over until, well, tonight.
Do give it some thought, ladies, before falling for a man who lives in an evil province like Ontario, where laws are so ridiculous.
So yeah. The first time I ever got pulled over was in Ontario. Because I didn't come to a complete stop when supposedly I should have. Sue me.
So I pulled over. The officer walked up to me and advised of what I'd done - which was a good idea because I truly had no idea. Then he asked to see my insurance papers and my driver's licence. I gave him the insurance papers, then fished inside my purse to get my driver's licence. Guess what happened next?
It wasn't in there. The first time I ever got pulled over, I was in Ontario and I didn't have my driver's licence with me. Seriously, what are the odds?
Oh, and did I mention that about two days ago, Raiontzukai noticed a rear light had gone out?
So, in case you're wondering, not carrying your driver's licence is worthy of a 110$ fine in Ontario. (So ladies, if you're like me and you switch purses all the time, double-check.) And as they don't give out 72 hour warnings for thingies such as non-working lights anymore (as the officer kindly let me know), this is also an OFFENCE that will cost you another 110$. You should have seen my jaw drop.
Good thing is, by-law offence, such as not coming to a complete stop on a stop sign, are cheaper than in Québec - that's 35$.
Other good thing is, I only got the cheapest fine and got off with warnings for the two others so-called offences.
But still. The first time I got pulled over, I was in Ontario, not carrying my driver's licence in a vehicle that was missing a rear light.
