So you have the whole weekend off and I'm wonderering what you did.
Did you golf? I worked.
Maybe you went to the beach. I worked.
Went to the mountains in New Hampshire? I worked.
Maybe you went to a cookout. I of course worked.
I'm sure you went to a movie...X-Men 3? I worked.
Swimming at Lake George? I'm at work so I couldn't do that.
Maybe a trip to the Casino...some roulette, maybe some poker. I couldn't go. I had to work.
Cocktails by the pool? Nope, had to work.
Maybe a summer concert on the Common. Not me. Workin'.
Steamed clams? Lobster rolls? Not for me...I am at work. Peanut butter.
Good times, laughter, friends, family, food, and fun. Not me. Work to be done.
Maybe you took in a Red Sox game or two? Not me. I'm working.
Just relaxing outside...maybe reading the Sunday paper....big glass of ice cold lemonade? Not me. I'm at work. With a lukewarm bottle of water.
Feeling sorry for me? Well, you shouldn't be. I'm having a blast.
See you losers Tuesday.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
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3 comments:
Man, you must REALLY hate your boss.
OOPS- you ARE your boss.
Hope your giving yourself time and a half.
I did some of that this weekend and I'd do it again tomorrow.
If I didn't have to be at work, that is.
"If the back-issue room is rockin', don't bother knockin'"
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