If only my journey to work lasted nine hours and the time spent there less than one, rather than the other way around.
Following this glorious start I was keen to get on with my latest task, because even though the employer could be improved, I do enjoy my work.
I've had a really nasty cold, which is improving, but not without tactical support.
And so it was I had a pint of hot Robinsons Apple & Blackcurrant on my desk this morning to sip at while completing the latest request. 
You know what comes next don't you.
Yes. Crash. A pint of hot squash knocked all over the laptop. Poor thing didn't stand a chance.
I went through all the motions, though I knew immediately it was terminal. I called our IT support and told them I'd just killed an AutoCAD-enabled laptop and they were on the case right away.
Then I tapped on our MD's office door to break the bad news. No point in ducking blame.
Everyone was very good about it. A new laptop was set-up within two hours and it's a treat to work with. I reported back to my colleagues that I'd been rewarded for breaking stuff and now they all have funny little sabotage plans up their sleeves.
I realise, reading back through this text, that you might suspect that this morning's accident was not an accident, but you have my word, really it was.