It really doesn’t matter what I do

I have a hypothesis, of sorts. For the last three weeks, the train into Glasgow has been consistently so late on a Tuesday that I miss my connection to work. I’m not sure what causes it, there must be some sort of unusual phenomena that cause it, as the train has been much more punctual on other weekdays (excepting weather conditions). Could it be…

• … conscientious train drivers have powered through the Monday blues and are suffering the effects the next day?
• … there is some guilt about taking a duvet day on Tuesday?
• … the train driver’s horoscope for Tuesday said he had to wait longer at each station to get good karma points in order to get laid?
• … curry suppers for the driver on Monday night and thus the need to make an extra long trip to the loo the following morning?

Your suggestions, please.

• 19 Dec 2006