Picture this: absolutely dead day at work. We’ve both finished our work, and it’s about 9:15. For some reason BossLady isn’t calling. In fact, she didn’t call all day.
Score, right?
Yes and no.
I’m feeling good. Slight headache, but nothing I can’t ignore. I’m a trooper.
I go to the bathroom to pee. Poop dribbles out. Ok fine, it’s happened before. I finish up and go back to the office. Still feeling fine.
About an hour later, same thing. Ok, I think maybe it was the coffee NewNewGirl brought for me.
After that, I’m fine. Number one all morning, and the afternoon.
Still dead. It’s about 4:30 and we’re just pacing waiting to leave. Of course customers come to look around. I take care of them, and we leave. It’s Friyay, so I head to the restaurant, and order my usual.
I walk the 2 minutes back to the flat, greet Pippin. Notice that she knocked over the stand with my bamboo on it. I clean it up as best as possible, walk back to work, and grab the stick vac.
I clean up the mess, walk into the bedroom and get ready to change into comfies. I cough and…
Well…
Let’s just say I just got out of the shower, and I’m doing laundry.
Gee Shawshank, what’re you doing on a Friday night, on a long weekend?
Pretty shitty situation!
HAPPY LONG WEEKEND!