Ok, so today is suckin' ballz. I woke up this morning, refreshed and looking forward to the weekend. Corey and I are driving to Indianapolis after work to spend time with his parents. I came a' whistling into work and then noticed a new message on my phone.
Now first you must know my job. I'm a receptionist, but there are actually two of us here at the front desk. It's not really a 2 person job, but it's definately a one and a half person job, especially because we're not supposed to ever leave the desk unattended. Someone is supposed to be here during all hours of operation to answer phones, accept mail and generally be the office's bitch when needed. Because of this, I usually work from 8-4:30pm and she works 8:30-5pm, though today I was going to head out early.
So I get in and there's a message saying Jen (the other receptionist, aka Sheila McBoringass) is sick and won't be coming in. This means I have to cover for her and work until 5pm, which means not getting to Indy early and means fighting with rush hour traffic in Chicago.
What makes the situation worse is that today literally the ENTIRE office (all three floors) were invited to a Cubs game sponsored by the company . They all left at noon. Because we can't leave the front desk unattended and it wouldn't be fair to only invite one of the receptionists, neither of us were invited. So now as everyone else is gettting paid to spend time in the sun, drink and watch a ball game, I get to sit at my desk, by myself and not get to leave early. It's not even like the phones are ringing or there's really anything to do except watch my fingernails grow.
Hmmm... I need to find some havoc to wreak.