Okay, so this morning, I'm working myself up for a much better day at work. I dressed nice but comfortable, no stupid blouses with buttons that come undone at the wrong time, packed extra Pepsi in case they get stolen again, everything I could think of to make sure to not have a repeat of Monday.
I get in to the office, and it's a DISASTER. There are speakers and wires and computer bits everywhere. What the heck?!? Turns out, the meetings for today have been moved, and I supposed to spend today MOVING FURNATURE. In my dress shoes and skirt. Right.
So, now I have to make do until Charles shows up with my jeans and tennis shoes (thank God for patient men!), and I'm really ticked off. Tom (the boss) has already given me the speech about checking my email as soon as I get up in the morning, just in case there has been a change of plans; why didn't he give me the heads up? Grrrrr.
I get in to the office, and it's a DISASTER. There are speakers and wires and computer bits everywhere. What the heck?!? Turns out, the meetings for today have been moved, and I supposed to spend today MOVING FURNATURE. In my dress shoes and skirt. Right.
So, now I have to make do until Charles shows up with my jeans and tennis shoes (thank God for patient men!), and I'm really ticked off. Tom (the boss) has already given me the speech about checking my email as soon as I get up in the morning, just in case there has been a change of plans; why didn't he give me the heads up? Grrrrr.