My whining paid off. I was just trying to get Monday's class canceled but in the process I made everyone feel bad enough they freed the whole week up for me. So now of course I feel guilty like I'm not a team player or something. Fuck me.
Got through the day, headed back to hotel, ate leftovers, went to bed.
Leave her shortly for airport, then home by 11am. Timesheets, expense reports, weekend. We have a party Saturday I have to attend (which is why I was stressing about working Monday. I didn't think I would get enough rest).
Sigh. I need to find a new job.
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