I went to work with my Boar last night.  My dearest darling owns a Pepsi Cola distributorship in Brooklyn, NY.  Last evening he needed to go into one of his large super market accounts to build a display.  You know, those giant towers of soda you see at the ends of the grocery store aisles?  Normally, he does this sort of thing during the daylight hours – well, the wee hours of the morning – but this store was having an inventory day today and didn’t want the various vendors in and out.  So I decided to go in with him.  We got home at 12:30, asleep by 1:00 and I got up at 6 with the dogs.

god, working for a living sucks.  I’m exhausted!

oh …. and my boss was sexually harassing me all night.  no job is worth my dignity!