it's so nice outside...i don't wanna work
so yesterday I called in sick...because i wasn't feeling so well.
today still not feeling so well, but as it's my 2nd to last day--I gotta go to work.
blah blah blah...finance junk...the day goes by and all seems mostly well. then lunch break arrives and nausea rears its ungly head. yuck. i need to lie down--offices should provide places suitable for nap times.
sigh.
instead i humbly retreat to my car to lie in the back seat and read HP Chamber of Secrets until I decide to fall asleep. it's incredibly warm in the car and i wake up not realizing that i had conked out for a bit.
so i get up, haul ass and slide out of the backseat of my car...trying to be all nonchalant ("what? me sleep in the car...no way...i was just back there for some reason or other") around anyone who might be walking along the street i'm parked on.
outside...it's really nice. warm and wonderful. i take off my jacket and bask in the sun.
do i gotta go back to work? :: pouts ::
today still not feeling so well, but as it's my 2nd to last day--I gotta go to work.
blah blah blah...finance junk...the day goes by and all seems mostly well. then lunch break arrives and nausea rears its ungly head. yuck. i need to lie down--offices should provide places suitable for nap times.
sigh.
instead i humbly retreat to my car to lie in the back seat and read HP Chamber of Secrets until I decide to fall asleep. it's incredibly warm in the car and i wake up not realizing that i had conked out for a bit.
so i get up, haul ass and slide out of the backseat of my car...trying to be all nonchalant ("what? me sleep in the car...no way...i was just back there for some reason or other") around anyone who might be walking along the street i'm parked on.
outside...it's really nice. warm and wonderful. i take off my jacket and bask in the sun.
do i gotta go back to work? :: pouts ::