Which I guess matters more than the asshole with seven bags to check, the other asshole who insisted on holding up the check-in line until someone made impossible promises to get him to Chicago today (the airport's closed, ass. It's not going to magically reopen to accommodate you.), or even the fact that I'm sick.
Again.
Which double sucks since I have to go to work tomorrow, with no reasonable ability to take a sick day.
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| So here's a bear in the snow. |
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