For the better part of almost a year now. I roll out of bed, shape up, and go to work arriving between 7 and 8 AM.
So on Monday, knowing I’d be late, I could my senior coworker and my Boss.
Went to Mass.
Come out and turn on my phone and berry. They start to have a nervous breakdown. Email, calls, texts!
Did the building burn down? Did our pool with the lotto? Was there an asteroid on its way to 22102?
My coworkers missed me at my appointed time and feared the worst.
They were getting ready to send a expedition over to the condo to see if I died in my sleep.
(LAFF, I should be so lucky!)
And, they even involved my senior coworker, who forgot about the conversation.
I guess they are creatures of habit too and you’re not allowed to deviate from the norm.
Maybe next year, they’ll remember.
I thought it was quite touching and funny.
It was the cherry on a lousy morning!
(Or should that be mourning?)
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