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Got up at 7:30am to start work, only to enter the 22nd floor and discover that I was the only person there. My supervisor had assured me most emphatically that Easter Saturday was not a public holiday and that I had to come in. He's since gone on holidays and a different supervisor is taking his place, and so I called him at 9am and he said, "Don't tell me you actually went into work." I'm like, well, yeah, I did.So I'm cycling home and witness more of the seriously shoddy driving skills of my neighbours in North Melbourne. Some guy does a U-turn and then runs a red light, and I brake just in time to miss him. Then I'm cycling up Shiel St on the left hand side and there's a woman in a beat-up old blue Commodore tearing down the street, driving on the wrong freaking side of the road! Seriously, I don't know what's with the people who live in this crazy suburb.