{"id":212,"date":"2003-03-20T09:41:31","date_gmt":"2003-03-20T16:41:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=212"},"modified":"2012-05-02T14:56:36","modified_gmt":"2012-05-02T21:56:36","slug":"morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2003\/03\/morning\/","title":{"rendered":"MORNING!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You know, I&#8217;ve had to be at work at 7 a.m. every morning this week. That&#8217;s not so unusual, but today I have to stay until 6 p.m. or even later.<\/p>\n<p>I thought I would drive my car.<\/p>\n<p>Driving at quarter to 7 in the morning is kind of nice, traffic is light, and it&#8217;s pretty. Usually I get to the parking lot and think, &#8220;I could have left even later.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>This morning was going to be a little tough; i had two video conferences to launch at the exact same time, on two different floors.<\/p>\n<p>Launch time was 7:30, so I was glad to be getting to work early.<\/p>\n<p>In my pretty car, listening to the first broadcast of NPR&#8217;s coverage of the bombings of Iraq, I pull onto the 5. ooh.  Backed up. I listen to the traffic report, and nothing is mentioned.<\/p>\n<p>Typical. They never talk about where I am. I guess that means traffic everywhere else is WORSE.<\/p>\n<p>I am hopeful that when I pull onto the 110, the traffic will be faster.<\/p>\n<p>I have a lot of time to cherish this hope. It&#8217;s 7 a.m. before I get on the 110.<\/p>\n<p>There are a lot of very pretty wildflowers at the exit right now. I got to examine them in detail.<\/p>\n<p>I also thought about the fact that I had no back up for the two conferences I needed to start this morning. NO one else was in today.<\/p>\n<p>I made it to my parking space at 7:30.<\/p>\n<p>RUNNING up to the elevator, my cell phone rings. It&#8217;s the New York site. &#8220;Murphy!&#8221; my tech says. &#8220;Someone has pulled all the cables out of the back of the video unit! I don&#8217;t know how to put them back!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I tell her I&#8221;ll call her when I get up the room. On the elevator, I try to figure out which conference is what, and which one that New York room is involved in.<\/p>\n<p>Clever tech, she figured it out by the time I got up to the room. With just a few minor adjustments, she was up and ready.<\/p>\n<p>She says, &#8221; I don&#8217;t know WHO would have done this, they had to get all the way behind the equipment to pull it out.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Michelle, &#8221; I said. &#8220;It&#8217;s terrorists.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Next on the list:<br \/>\nFind those folks who didnt show up and\/or didn&#8217;t turn on the equipment. THere seemed to be a lot of them this morning.<\/p>\n<p>I have to check on the other room, the one located a floor below. I dash off to the elevator and punch the button. I feel a little silly, thinking I should have just taken the stairs. Just as I start to try to think about where the stairs even are, the elevator opens, and I jump in.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the wrong elevator. I figure that out when the doors close and I drop fast to the ground floor.<\/p>\n<p>So I rush out, get on the RIGHT elevator, and move into the next room.<\/p>\n<p>My cell rings again: &#8220;we don&#8217;t like the conference room we are connected to. We want to move to another one.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Fine, okay, just tell me which one.<\/p>\n<p>*Ring*<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Um? hello? I think I&#8217;m supposed to do something with the video?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes, you are, actually. Would you mind going to the room that you were supposed to be in a half hour ago and turning on the equiment? Thaaaaannnkkksss..&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Half an hour? I can&#8217;t do that&#8230;I turned the TV on&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes, but you do need to turn on the actual video conference equipment. Do you know how to do that?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I guess&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Okay, why don&#8217;t you do that, and I&#8217;ll talk about showing up for the half-hour set up later..Okay? GOOoood.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Now they are set up, rush back upstairs, get that one set up. Oh look, the main speaker is completely blocked by a chair positioned in front of the camera. But before I can tell him, the introducer guy starts in:<br \/>\n&#8220;Okay, let&#8217;s get started already&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>when he pauses, I have to jump in.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hello, this is Murphy Horner. I&#8217;m the Video Conference Administrator. Could the persons in Silicon Valley just step around the table and move the chairs directly in front of them and the camera? I&#8217;m sure the folks in this conference would prefer to see more of you, and less of the chairs. Thank you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>They were good sports, they moved the chairs.<\/p>\n<p>Shwew.<\/p>\n<p>Thank god.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m finally set up.<\/p>\n<p>I walk downstairs, very slowly, waiting for the adrenaline to seep out of my body.<\/p>\n<p>Yikes.<\/p>\n<p>What a morning!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m gonna eat my yogurt now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You know, I&#8217;ve had to be at work at 7 a.m. every morning this week. That&#8217;s not so unusual, but today I have to stay until 6 p.m. or even later. I thought I would drive my car. 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