As it turns out, I will not be getting a back rub this evening. No, instead I will be editing payroll entries because the guy who does payroll is having panic attacks and is already here later than he should be. And can't even be upset about that because I was having panic attacks so I know how horrid they are.
But it would have been nice if Big Boss had printed out the edit two hours ago instead of at 5:15. I'm not even doing summer hours this week. I was supposed to go home at Five. And I won't be able to pick up my dry cleaning which means I will have to get up ten minutes earlier tomorrow so I can run - quick like bunny - to the dry cleaners before work. I don't see myself leaving work before seven. And I worked through lunch.
Feh. I'll just get my massage tomorrow.
But it would have been nice if Big Boss had printed out the edit two hours ago instead of at 5:15. I'm not even doing summer hours this week. I was supposed to go home at Five. And I won't be able to pick up my dry cleaning which means I will have to get up ten minutes earlier tomorrow so I can run - quick like bunny - to the dry cleaners before work. I don't see myself leaving work before seven. And I worked through lunch.
Feh. I'll just get my massage tomorrow.