this morning #1655.
this morning, for the first half-hour i was awake, i thought of calling out sick. on principle. why do we even have to work today? it’s the friggin’ day before christmas, for christ’s sake. ain’t a damn thing getting done today anyway. in the end, i decided to just suck it up & go into the office. for the second half-hour i was awake, i considered bringing in one of my special beers from my collection so i could sip on it all day long. celebration as protest. i work with a few nosy narcs though. if any of those dolts caught wind of my 15% IPA, they’d go running right to HR. i don’t need that crap. not now. not after the year i’ve had. i’m quite fine with saying goodbye to this stupid year. still totally terrified of what’ll happen next year though.