August 27th, 2004

wombat

the smell of bullshit in the morning

Up way too late last night chatting with friends and family after working late on closing AU. So, no surprise that I was draggin' when I crawled out of bed at 0630. Decided it would be better to be half an hour late than pay $11 in parking to be on time, so now I get to write a little note to my supervisor about the why and wherefore of being late. Give me a goddamn break. I'm in here until 7 PM dealing with this mess, liable to be in here equally late tonight, and you tell me to do this little note-writing thing like I'm some tardy-ass sixth grader? Here I thought being on salary and "flextime" entitled you to some microscopic amount of slack. Stupid me.
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