Off to work … to the wrong one

So I’ve no idea what this means but yesterday, I went to my old job by mistake, the one I left two years ago!

It was the first time I sat on the tube on my way into the new job actually reading a paper rather than tapping manically on my phone (haven’t quite got into the swing of things yet).

Oops. 20 minutes late for a meeting and spooked at the automatic pilot which sent me there.