The first day of work.

I missed the oh-so-rare shuttle bus from Bouna Vista,
So I waited half an hour for the next 191.
Hence instead of being on time,
I was about half an hour late.
After taking a long walk from the bus stop to the Gaza,
I turned the knob of the door,
Which had styrofoam white alphabets saying "This is Lekker.",
Only to find it locked.
I was late,
But I was the earliest.

So I sat on the staircase for about an hour,
Receiving strange looks from the yogalites,
Turning up for lessons at our neighbour's yogashala.
Germain came to open the door,
Almost as my patience ran dry.
Turned out that bosses were at a meeting,
And the girl who usually does opening,
Had taken an emergency leave.

Other than this small booboo,
All seems to be going rather smooth at work.
Oh wait,
There is one other rusty thing that needs oiling -
My AutoCAD skills.