By: Andrew B. Myers, via.
I had an unexpected four-day weekend. There's got to be something wrong with me that sometimes on Monday mornings I wake up and the most perfect, believable excuse not to come into the office occurs to me. I come awake seven or so minutes before my alarm is set to go off and in it rolls, tra la la, ain't no thing. I need to stop doing that. I've used up all my sick hours but I just keep putting them on my timesheet. Wondering if my boss will say I'm over the limit. Hoooo.
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