Happy Administrative Professional's Day!

Hope you all had a great Administrative Professional's Day on Wednesday. I know many of you don't actually have a job where that is your title, but everyone supports someone.

I was spoiled rotten here at work, even though I wasn't at work on APD. I got gift certificates to Starbucks, Barnes & Nobel and Borders. And flowers. And lovely cards telling me how wonderful I am. It was really very nice. I felt like such a princess!

I wasn't at work Wednesday because I had a flat tire on my way home Tuesday night. I had attended a seminar at OMSI (SuperCompetent: The Six Keys to Perform at Your Productive Best - it was excellent) and was heading home on I-5 when I heard this really loud bang. Freaked me out. I figured someone had a) hit me, b) shot at me, or c) my tire had blown out. I pulled over as soon as I could and hopped out to take a look. Sure enough, flat tire.

I wasn't really paying attention my location before the blow out, and I wasn't where I could see any signs, so I had to guess where I was located. I have road side assistance included with my car insurance, so I called them and tried to describe it. Unfortunately, the call center for the road side assistance is located somewhere else, so they had no clue what I was talking about. When I told them "Oregon, I-5 northbound, just north of the Interstate Avenue exit" it got translated to the mobile repair company as "I-5 northbound, just north of the Interstate bridge." Which, as you Oregonians and Washintonians all know, if you are north of the Interstate bridge on I-5 is in Washington, not Oregon. Luckily, they were able to find me. I'm pretty sure I was the only 2000 Ford Expedition on the side of the road with a flat tire on the northern 5 mile stretch of I-5 in Oregon.

Anyway, the repair guy came in about 20 minutes and changed my flat for me. In the Expedition, the spare tire is stored under the back end of the truck and you have to do some fancy gyrations to get it out. It's great to store it there because it is totally out of the way, but it is a pain in the butt to get it out or put it back. I was back on the road in less than an hour. Best of all, I didn't have to pay anythign for it. Yay insurance!

Since I had the spare on, I decided not to push my luck and drive to Gresham with it on and went to Costco in Vancouver to see if they could fix my tire. It had a hole the size of my pinky in it, and I was sure I was looking at buying one, if not two, tires. Lucikly, they were able to repair it, put the regular tire back on, put the spare away and made sure all my tires were filled. It took a while though, so by the time I was done it was after noon and I decided to take the rest of the day off. Not much point in driving to work for a few hours. Gas is too darned expensive!

So there you have it. That was my APD. What did you do?