I am so fucking relieved tomorrow is Friday. And it’s the second best kind of Friday: BFF (Boss-Free Friday), at least for the afternoon. I will take it. This is a payroll week so it has been crazy. Plus, a dozen restaurant managers showed up today for a meeting.
I know this is a broken record: This weekend was supposed to be a weekend with the boy, but he has elected to stay home to go to a church event. I’m disappointed but Gene seems OK with it…on the outside. The inside is a mystery. We’re going to get him Labor Day weekend.