Go the extra mile
As I was driving into work today I decided to go the extra mile.
I got to where I would usually turn into work, checked the mile-ometer and carried on. One more mile took me into a cul-de sac on a housing estate.
After sitting there not doing much apart from listening to the radio for an hour I got a call on my mobile from my boss: “Is everything ok?” she said, “are you coming in today?”
I explained that I’d gone the extra mile and was in a housing estate and it was a bit rubbish because my desk and pc were nowhere to be seen. As this is a family blog I won’t repeat what she said but I was encouraged to give up on the extra mile and go into the office instead.
I tried again with the extra mile business on the way home. It’s quite inconvenient leaving your car that far from your house and walking back. Mrs MvC was worried too wondering why I was so late and where the car was.
I explained that I'd gone the extra mile and could she give me a lift to get the car back as I'd need it in the morning. I ended up walking.
Conclusion: Probably best to do the exact number of miles necessary.
