All of the cats, actually. It's Friday, and my supervisor is on vacation; her supervisor is on vacation. Even our former manager, who got promoted to an at-large special-projects position, is on vacation.
A rush job came in yesterday afternoon, and although I am usually required to have every official document I produce proof read and approved before I dispatch it, there is no one in to do it. Since this job must be finished today, I'm on my own.
I had a co-worker proof read my work just for typos and misspellings, and now, secure and contented with my own authority, I've sent it off.
The phone hasn't rung. It's quiet. I am reading essays and watching the dappled sun move across my desk as the clock ticks.
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Enjoy.
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