Because I took so much time off to visit my now-deceased grandfather, I have to work about an extra 24 hours to take off the full week of Christmas. So, I get up early on Saturday, trek 45 minutes up to work, ready to put in a full day before settling down to drink some beer and head out for a party... and I don't have my keys to my office. I'm an idiot.
So what did I do next? I trekked back home, got in my pajamas, opened some beer and felt sorry for myself. That's right, beer solves everything.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
I'm an idiot...
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1 comments:
lol! you poor thing. I think you handled it properly. The universe obviously didn't want you to go to work over the weekend!
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