Loser

Being a loser is to return to office to work on a public holiday only to find that there is power failure and all the office doors are accessible without security pass, which means there is SERIOUS security breach and therefore calls for some urgent calls, including to the building management to send someone to resolve the problem while you wait around for nearly an hour in the stuffy office reading expired newspapers and your book, but before long you become increasingly irritable and can't read any longer, so you call the management again to ask them where the hell is the technician, so that in a short while the technician appears before you and speaks in some accented South Indian tongue that you strain to pick up, while he goes about to find some obscurely located DB box and toys with the buttons for some time until the photocopier suddenly powers up and makes some welcome noise, indicating that electricity has been restored, after which you sensibly check that all the switches are working fine, then you realise the phone lines are not working, but because the technician can't do anything and there is no point holidng him back, you thank him and think the worst is over, only to realise that the security system might not be functioning properly because before you leave office to go to the toilet, you cleverly decide to test the security pass, only to have it deny you access when you flash your card and enter your password, and you thank god that you haven't closed the door or else you will be shut out, then you made some frantic but really exasperated calls again to bother the same people while discovering some more problems, and the people over the phone wonder cluelessly with you what exactly is wrong but can find no answers, so you call another person to try your luck because if you decided you can't be bothered and leave office just like that, then it might well be the case that no one can enter the office the next day, and you feel like a complete idiot having wasted a precious afternoon here accomplishing nothing, damned if you do and damned if you don't, and then you suggested that another colleague come down to pick up a key so that she - and the rest - can still enter office the next morning even if the pass does not work, and while waiting you decide to fire off this incoherence to immortalise your utter stupidity, idiocy and sheer bad luck that together equate with being a complete loser.