Tuesday, January 4, 2005

I am Outta Here

My boss just stopped by my office.

"People are thinking about leaving," said he.

"Is the weather hitting already?" I looked out the window at the sky which is now dark and scary. "Oh!"

"So, you can leave now, if you want to," he continued. "And if it's bad tomorrow, don't try to come in."

"I won't," I solemnly promised.

And that is a promise I intend to keep.

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