So I've complained several time to my grandmother, any time that's it's come up, that I was never invited to my youngest uncle's wedding, on my dad's side.
I woke up and scared the shit out of myself. I thought I had to work today, and that I was gonna be 2 hours late if my boss wasn't feeling generous enough to approve me coming in at 12 and still working my 8 1/2 hrs. ( Shenanigans....and Someone hates me today )