IT’S FRIDAY. 馃帀馃馃帀馃
I’m not going in early this morning. Screw that. However, I’m going to try and get out a little early. I’m not sure how StressedRPh is going to react to me asking to leave a bit early to go to a bar party she wasn’t invited to, but whatever. She wouldn’t have been fun anyway. Yesterday was another shift where we pretty much just trained. I’m sure she’s going to find something to bitch about that I had nothing to do with, but is still something I should have prevented or handled.
Instead, this morning has involved a 46 minute workout, and two cups of coffee. Lunch is made; it’s a bit bigger than I usually take into work. I made a comment about having to decide between eating during the day or “drinking my calories” at the bar later (one of my “food rules” is that anything I drink is zero calorie). Consequently, I’ve been given explicit orders, things like “YOU WILL FUCKING EAT DURING THE DAY” and “yada yada don’t need you getting all white girl wasted with your boss”.
Let the good times roll. 馃帀馃
