Hey man I'm counting down the last ten weeks of 50+ hour grinds and happen to be stuck with a large # of sick and vacation days that won't travel, so on a fine 50 degree day like today - the sky covered from horizon to horizon with beautiful, full (fully gray) clouds - I can hardly be faulted for taking what will heretoafter and for all contractual and legal purposes be referred to as a "mental health half-day", right?
Did I mention "Monday Madness"? $20 for 18 w/ cart, hell of a deal. And on a day of ground and air saturation such that utmost precision is required lest every shot be fat like teh fetted freakin' calf, could one be blamed for partaking of the unusually deep whiskey pulls offered at ye olde nineteenth?
I think not. It goes without saying, I knows a guy that knows a guy that knows a florist.
Cheers.