"All ya'll can squat on your thumbs for all I care!"
So last day at work before I go on vacation... if it stinks, it's hittin' a fan.
Nothing but pure cut frustration as at least eight hours worth of work is getting thrown at me to be done in four as my boss steps out the door. "Going to lunch."
Yeah... I'll stay here and do all of this work you've been "saving" for me and then go take care of the other things too. (Rather, I think I'll post a whine&moan rant. That'll show you.)
That story about the haunted house will have to wait. I've got to throw some clothes into a bag and make sure I've got enough money to get to the airport tomorrow.
After that, "All ya'll can squat..."
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