It's night at work like tonight that remind me why I want to get the hell out of here. I won't go into too many details, just that I left 45 minutes late, I had to try to fix a ton of shit, had to run damage control for how a co-worker treated a customer, then typed up a 2-page note to the department manager trying to explain everything.
At least I have the next 3 days off. We'll see if I put on pants at all during that time period. I'd give it a 13% chance. Lower if I decide to keep my phone off the entire time.