The Grind
It's dark, cloudy, and cold. I tried to swim up and order a peach margarita, but it turns out that area over by my desk isn't a bar at all, but a fax machine. I probably shouldn't have worn my bikini to work.
It's dark, cloudy, and cold. I tried to swim up and order a peach margarita, but it turns out that area over by my desk isn't a bar at all, but a fax machine. I probably shouldn't have worn my bikini to work.
Nothing kills that "good to be home" feeling faster than returning to work.