Leaving work at work
The only time I think about work at home is when someone asks, “So how’s work?”
Tonight was the exception. The Gators advanced to the basketball championship game, and the first thing I thought of was my buddy at work. “THE GATORS??” he asked belligerently at the start of the tournament. “They haven’t played anyone.”
That may be true, but they’ll be playing someone for the championship in a couple of days.
Damn it, I knew we should have bought real wood furniture.