Friday, February 27, 2009

Yeah, you could say I'm there.


Have you ever opened your eyes and realized your alarm clock screwed you and you now have fifteen minutes to get ready and drive approximately twenty miles to your office? So you skip the shower even though you haven't washed your hair in two days, put on a wrinkled shirt (but grab the iron so you can iron it in the employee lounge), and run out the door without so much as even one cup of coffee? That's the kind of day I'm having.

2 witty remarks:

Beth Ann said...

That sounds more like a Monday than a Friday!

Anonymous said...

Greasy hair!