Oh, sweet winged Mercury, god of messengers, please let the weather be dry and warm -but not hot. Let there be no wind except at my back. Make my legs strong and my bike run without fault. Let every package be small and light, at top rates and addressed properly. Let every elevator be waiting and every traffic light green. Let every route be straight without any backtracking or hills. Let me encounter free food and unlocked bathroom doors Let every receptionist be gorgeous and friendly. Grant me these things and I will try not to yell, to curse, to kick or take my bike lock to someone’s car. And one further thing, oh great Mercury, a day without cabbies would be nice.
