of course, this is after i went out for lunch in the downpour without a jacket and now my hair is frizzy. but, do i care? nope. had a great lunch with debbie, which she insisted on paying for. came back and got my overtime approved for this weekend. yup, i’m working on saturday. but, do i care? nope. i think it will be fun. i can bring some cds in and play my music and make a pot of coffee exactly how i like it and come in at whatever time i want! and i get extra hours on top of all those perks! how could that possibly upset me?
did someone slip some prozac into my power bar or something?
Apparently so!! :)