Gawd, is it only Tuesday?
I'm sitting here at my desk, and I'm supposed to be checking that the petty cash has exactly $100 in it. However, there are only 2 pennies, and I need three more, and this has brought me to a full stop. I simply cannot cope with a crisis of this magnitude right now.
Periodically, I realize that my mouth is hanging open, so I close it, only to discover that I cannot breathe with my mouth closed.
The Dimetapp expired last year. Is that bad?
Must have picked up a bug from Susan.
Off to check under my car seats for pennies...