Late Schmate

My boss emailed us all last night to say that she'll be in late today...at 9 a.m. This wouldn't be unusual for a company that has business hours of 7 a.m. or even 8 a.m. But people at the Flower Shop stroll in anywhere from 8 to 10 on any given day. So what is she trying convey here: I Am Better Than You. That is what the subject line should have read. Or: My Work Ethic is Amazing. You all Suck.

The better part of it was that the guy who ALWAYS comes in at 10:30 a.m., give or take, replied all to the e-mail and told us that he'd be in late, too, at 10 a.m.

It's a beautiful day here in LaLa Land. Slept wonderfully last night. Might have to do with the fact that I actually had a comforter on my bed, rather than looking like a homeless person curled up under a bundle of random blankets...and those ugly pink fuzzy socks (but hot damn! They are warm!)