Short one: for some reason this morning, I thought it was Saturday instead of Friday. Got toward the end of my first route, realized I was coming up a few short, and then it finally dawned on me. So I had to back-track to my weekend-only customers and retrieve the papers I errantly delivered.
In my defense, I've been on a sort of schedule whiplash all week with stuff shifting around, and I was distracted by my phone blowing up this morning. (Why am I getting so many texts at 4am all of a sudden?!? Go the f**k to sleep, people!)
I'm going into work today to detail a major upcoming trade-show conference we're hosting (client is visiting today to go over details...was originally supposed to be my day off). I guess my subconscious really just doesn't want to deal with it!
In my defense, I've been on a sort of schedule whiplash all week with stuff shifting around, and I was distracted by my phone blowing up this morning. (Why am I getting so many texts at 4am all of a sudden?!? Go the f**k to sleep, people!)
I'm going into work today to detail a major upcoming trade-show conference we're hosting (client is visiting today to go over details...was originally supposed to be my day off). I guess my subconscious really just doesn't want to deal with it!
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