No matter how many days off in a row you get, it never fails to dissapoint you all the more when you finally return to work. It's as if you thought the time would allow whoever was stioud to get smarter, or whoever was an asshole to develop a conscious. However - as much as a delight that would be - as well as an improvement on the quality of your life - it never happens.
In fact, usually when you return you hear all of the BS drama that occured in your absence, and that one of your very favorite co-workers was fired because they couldn't work a Saturday. Or that your boss faught with another boss nearly non stop because they were pompous or something, or that everyone's grouchy because of this or that, or that yes indeed, regardless of the fact that it is SUNDAY the boss will inevitably come in for all of 10 minutes just to yell at you and tell you how shitty everyone is here, and that we can't tel anyone she bitches (though we do) because it's apparently HER right to be inappropriate and unprofessional.
The bright side of your day so far? All the girls you need to clean the rooms showed up on time, and you got a new spiffy lint-roller on a stick that rinses off and is uber helpful.
Thats when you know you need something better in your life.
Oru
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