Friday was a fine Manhattan day, full of sunshine and promise, until I had to fire someone at lunch.
Then, I spent the rest of what became an 11 hour day on my feet, fueled by cookies and despair, desperately trying to leave and becoming increasingly certain that I would, in fact die at work, probably while explaining for the 7^13th time that we don't have artificial sweeteners because we're a natural foods store.
The good news is that everybody else on the team was so happy the kid was gone that they didn't mind working harder. How bout that.
And today was only 9.5 hours of coffee-slinging fun! I've got to get a real job.
Bonus points to anyone who knows where I stole the first line from.
Post Scriptum: This is what I looked like when I got home:
Then, I spent the rest of what became an 11 hour day on my feet, fueled by cookies and despair, desperately trying to leave and becoming increasingly certain that I would, in fact die at work, probably while explaining for the 7^13th time that we don't have artificial sweeteners because we're a natural foods store.
The good news is that everybody else on the team was so happy the kid was gone that they didn't mind working harder. How bout that.
And today was only 9.5 hours of coffee-slinging fun! I've got to get a real job.
Bonus points to anyone who knows where I stole the first line from.
Post Scriptum: This is what I looked like when I got home:
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