Oh, joy...

I came to work feeling a little sore and achy, and assumed it was due to lack of sleep.

Achiness progresses, stomach ickies ensue.

Can't leave work since nobody else can cover, as they fired someone.

Get home, drag myself to the answering machine to discover that my job interview for tomorrow was cancelled.

Bugger me.

( mildly snooty rant ahead, click at your own risk )

Oh, joy...

I came to work feeling a little sore and achy, and assumed it was due to lack of sleep.

Achiness progresses, stomach ickies ensue.

Can't leave work since nobody else can cover, as they fired someone.

Get home, drag myself to the answering machine to discover that my job interview for tomorrow was cancelled.

Bugger me.

( mildly snooty rant ahead, click at your own risk )