So here I am...at work...on easter...drunk on Bloody Mary's and Cape Cods. Using everyfiber of my being not to go over to Gelson's and buy a bottle and some cranberry juice. Oh how easy it would be. But no, I'll sweat it out or more to the point.. I'll sleep it off. This friggin gift show is a joke. However, being a joke they wont move out in a timely manner. I've already had to acost them three times about trying to leave with our tables. They must have pinched them sometime during the show....My alcohol soaked brain has nothing else to say at this juncture.
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