Every week (usually on a monday) Mark and I have a collaboration meeting on our projects via a conference call from the people at JLab. This week, however, Mark and Anthony (the other PhD student - who lives in the US - working on the same project as Mark) couldn't make it, so the meeting was pushed off to Thursday. The reason Mark couldn't make it on Monday was because he was flying down to iThemba LABS in Cape Town to help with an experiment, but he would be back on Thursday.
Anyway, the meeting was supposed to be at 4pm. At 3pm I get an sms from Mark saying please call me on some weird number. So I do. Turns out, he's stuck at the airport - the lab gave him a lift out there on Monday but couldn't pick him up for some reason - and his cellphone is dying. So I rush out to the airport in lovely pre-rush hour traffic, which is still bad anyway, get pushed off the arrivals onramp and onto the departures onramp by some idiot with attitude in a merc, have to go round the whole airport again to get back to arrivals, and pick Mark up. Then we race back to the lab, miraculously find parking by the front door, and race into the office just as the phone is ringing! Talk about getting there just in time :)
downline just in time if you are in mr. einstein's neighborhood is not a prospect of a fulfillment. eventually you would come to wear all these as a patch accepting the eventuality that your essence is better off being part of a dog next time around. better stand-up if it is supposed to be win-win with a caveat... (ETH-626)
Posted by: m.visaya | October 14, 2005 at 10:01 AM