For the last few weeks I've been working on this report with a lady from another department - it's really important and time consuming and requires a lot of follow up and tracking down info from other people who (let's face it) aren't that great at their jobs - and yesterday, while she was at my work meeting with me, she goes, "What time do you get in in the morning?" And I said 8. And she goes, "OK, I'll see you tomorrow at 8."
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Fuck it, this morning I'm going to vote before work. Since I've been getting home around 8 at night, I probably won't be able to tonight, and I'm not letting this lady keep me from voting. Yes, I could've gotten up earlier to do it and still be at work on time... but whatever. Life isn't perfect. She can wait.
To possibly incorrectly quote my favorite band from my high school years, fIREHOSE,
"Vote!"
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