When my boss said, "It would be great to come in on Saturday" to catch up on work... he meant that I should come in.
Not him.
So here I am at the office.. like a douche during Labor Day weekend... It's just downright embarrassing.
Apparently, the cleaning/maintanence crew comes in earl on weekends and I just got laughed at by some Mexican lady with an apron and a feather duster in her hand.
Mexican lady: So, you behind?
Me: Yeah. I have a few things to catch up on.
Mexican lady: Ooh. HAHAAHAH I feel bad for you. Pobre si nino.
Me: ....uh yeah.
So there you have it. Even a mexican lady with a minimum wage job even feels sorry for me. My life sucks.
