End of my first day as a manager, time to head home.  I hop on the shuttle bus to the train station, and then as I'm walking up to the turnstiles I reach for my wallet... only to realize that I've left my wallet at the office.  I could have just exploded from sheer frustration at that moment.  I smack myself HARD on the forehead, turn around, trudge back to the bus stop, wait for the bus, then back to the office, grab my wallet, back down to the bust stop,  wait 15 minutes for the bus, then hop on and head home.  To top it all off, it was the same bus driver the entire day - he must think I'm completely retarded.

What a fitting end to my dubious first day as a manager....  *sigh*  I do hope that it's not a reflection on my career as a manager...