So it's David who has the friend. Everyone I know was glad I was leaving work. They just wanted me out of the door, off the corporate wan, get the hell out of here, quit killing my email. But David has a friend who has a wife. And that wife upgraded us. Yes, I am sitting in a real live, no no one sits on the floor here, airport lounge. And I think we're getting seats my thighs will fit in. THANK YOU DAVE'S FRIEND'S WIFE! You've turned this into a lottery moment.
We actually had had to turn the cab around about thee miles away from the house. There was that one terrible moment which finally happened to us where Dave turned paler than his white sheet pale he normally is. We'd ridden away without or money. Mr. might be a wee bit too careful had put the money "some place" safe. Things were not going the way he expected when he got home, there were distractions... At least he remembered. And we left early for the airport. Our trip has started. The adventure has begun. Things will go wrong. Things will turn out. Surprise happens.
Later!
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Sounds like home alone. Nice save!
I just need to soften Andrea's comments about her "beloved" coworkers. It is not that we wanted her gone! She is actually running away from work because she fears that she migh be promoted to be an manager. That would take all of the fun out of her pointed comments such as "Managers are PAID to be nice". :-)
Truth be told, we miss her much and 3 weeks will be an eternity without her laughter and sly but caustic wit.
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