No, car, fuck YOU.
Jun. 9th, 2010 10:31 amSo I was all grumbling and annoyed that I'd have to drive the stupid Neon to work today, aaaaaaand the rear wheel locked up. Again.
So be it. I called into work and left a message that I would not be coming into work for a few hours because I'm going to get the car situation done today if it KILLS me.
(Oh, and my sick time is paid. So, er, yay, I suppose, although I still get dinged on occurrences. But whatevs. I've never missed a day or been late before, and this'll just ensure that continues after today.)
So be it. I called into work and left a message that I would not be coming into work for a few hours because I'm going to get the car situation done today if it KILLS me.
(Oh, and my sick time is paid. So, er, yay, I suppose, although I still get dinged on occurrences. But whatevs. I've never missed a day or been late before, and this'll just ensure that continues after today.)