Grrrrrr.

Well, no one has ever called me about Ethics Training. This is something that I have to do by tomorrow, or they’ll fire me or something. Seeing as it’s 4:15 p.m. on a day in the week between Christmas and New Year’s, I’m screwed for today.

This means I get to come back in here tomorrow and cool my heels again. This, instead of helping Sean move his and Kat’s heavy stuff.

I am not in a good mood. I know how anxious the newly-engaged couple are to move to their new condo, and I am anxious to pay them back for all the help they gave me in July.

Just because I missed one niggling thing, I might be screwed out of helping them for a good chunk of the morrow.

I think I’m going to go home now in disgust.