about two to two and a half months ago, i asked for time off in order to be a part of my friend tackitt's wedding.
i asked for a whole seven days off, in hopes of getting a little r and r.
i got six out of the seven days off, not too bad.
except for the fact that the one day i didnt get off is kind of in the middle of the other six.
so right now, it looks like i will be driving at eight to nine hours on wednesday, and then turning around and driving back on sunday.
man, that sucks a lot.
so goes my plans.
i am talking to my manager tomorrow, hopefully a resolution will be made.
10:44 p.m. - 2004-06-19
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