Today was an especially long day at work. Metaphorically and literally. I didn’t end up leaving until four hours after I was scheduled, and it was just one crisis after another. I don’t mind crises, mind you. In fact, I find that they can be quite fun. When you’re running around putting out fire after fire, the day kind of flies by. But not today. And after a while I was just brain dead. I’ll give you an few examples. One, I thought that there was some mystery 13th month between November and December. I also thought that five plus three was seven. Yes, today I was a WINNAH.
