After catching wind of my "late" night yesterday, my manager insisted that I go home early, immediately after our meeting to go over the results of the late night. This was at 12.
I just got home, so as you can see that didn't happen. When it rains it pours.
I guess, in a nutshell, I am now working girl.
Right now working girl is going to go sit her ass on the couch and eat cookie dough.
Livia,
ReplyDeleteIn the words of Blink 182: "late night... come home... work sucks... I know!"
Just keep thinking about the movie this weekend!
Talk to you later,
Sara