It's 9:27 PM on Friday night and I'm actually ticked off that I can't be at work right now.
Now that's messed up.
The campus is overrun by Freshmen and their parents, the banes of my existence, at least for about a week. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I just jumped in the car and drove until I didn't have any gas left, then walked as far as I could go before dropping.
And back at my office, the phone would ring and ring and ring. The applications wouldn't be processed. No appointments would be taken. My plant would wither, my keyboard would gather dust. Eventually they'd move someone else in, but how soon?
But no, I am shackled by duty and a sleeping economy.
So it's Friday night and I'm actually bothered that I can't be in my office.