Poker teaches me how to deal with life sometimes. Today was a perfect example. There was no big crisis, just a series of events where the deck of life just refused to give me the card I needed.
CLT Security Line - At the airport, a woman breaks into line to get up with her friend in front of about 200 people. At least one person said something about it. Hint: I'm not in France any more. (see the post from 4/8/08, point #2 for an explanation).
Access to base - I spend 2 hours getting a pass to my work location for the week. I had sent the application for this on Wednesday of last week and was told it was taken care of on Thursday. I guess not.
Line at Subway - I allow a sailor to go into the Subway ahead of me. I like to do things for our men and women of the military. Once at the counter, he orders 6 footlongs, all with different toppings. We did have a little juvenal fun marking one sandwich with black olives as BO and the second one with black olives as #2.
Working space - I finally get to my work location and the desk I was supposed to have was taken by someone who was supposed to be out all week. Instead, I get the edge of a desk all week.
What does poker have to say about all this. Well, sometimes you just don't get the cards you want. You may start out with a good hand, but the wrong cards can turn that to crap in a hurry. So I did today what I do at the poker table. I stay patient and wait for the cards, or at least the right situation to come along. It always does, as long as you don't quit too soon.
Here's hoping for a rush tomorrow.