Never in my life would I imagine being stuck at work. Now I'm not talking about having to work a double shift or having to stay an extra hour, I'm taking about being literally stuck at my work because the weatherman decided to neglect telling us about the mega snow storm. I'm from the Midwest so of course I've had my fair share of blizzards, but I never experienced an unexpected four foot snow fall to trap me at work with a man who hates my guts. Now I assume you're wondering, 'Why does this man hate you, you seem lovely?' I ask myself the same question. However, it probably has something to do with the fact that the snow decided to hit right after I dumped his quad shot, skinny, sugar free vanilla latte on him. But I mean, that's just a guess.
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