No work tomorrow. Vacation day means loooonnnnngggg weekend and it couldn't come at a better time. You see, seems as though they hired a real goombah to work on my floor and he's been driving me crazy all week (I'm not your assistant, dude!). Think "My Cousin Vinny", gold nugget jewelry, bad hair piece, porn mustache and fake tan. I've been living in my own episode of "The Office" since last Monday, complete with inappropriate comments about women. He's harmless, just clueless and cheesy as hell.
But hey, who knows - by Sunday, I may even miss being called "hon".
Nah.
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