Tonight, at 10 p.m., the phone rang.
Hello, I said.
It was my boss on the other end. She'd fallen and sprained her wrist. She was in incredible pain.
She wanted to know if I'd want her Walking with Dinosaurs tickets for the next morning.
Even though it has been seven consecutive Saturdays since I've had off, and even though I sort-of maybe felt bad for her injury, I could only manage one answer: FUCK YEAH.
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