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Son of a biotch.
Tony comes home last night and tells me that he was given Christmas Eve off so now we can go home.
Now it's my freakin' job keeping us here. Since I knew that Tony had to work, I said I'd fill-in for Sue in the mailroom on Christmas Eve. And, my boss is on vacation until after Christmas....although I'm sure if I arranged for Meredith to cover the mailroom, it wouldn't be a huge deal to call Kathy and say I'm taking it off. But...
They're predicting craptastic weather for this weekend, both here and at home. We may get dumped on with snow on Saturday, while at home they're calling for freezing rain and/or snow. Tony and I just aren't willing to risk our lives in crap for weather to go home.
So now I'm even MORE depressed about not being able to go home.
Tony comes home last night and tells me that he was given Christmas Eve off so now we can go home.
Now it's my freakin' job keeping us here. Since I knew that Tony had to work, I said I'd fill-in for Sue in the mailroom on Christmas Eve. And, my boss is on vacation until after Christmas....although I'm sure if I arranged for Meredith to cover the mailroom, it wouldn't be a huge deal to call Kathy and say I'm taking it off. But...
They're predicting craptastic weather for this weekend, both here and at home. We may get dumped on with snow on Saturday, while at home they're calling for freezing rain and/or snow. Tony and I just aren't willing to risk our lives in crap for weather to go home.
So now I'm even MORE depressed about not being able to go home.