I stepped off the elevator at work and I could hear Marcia hollering about something. Stomping. Cussing.
Marcia's been counting down to January 1st, when we both hit our fifth year and earn three weeks of vacation.
This morning the boss of all bosses sent an email announcing that starting in the new year, people with only three years service would earn three weeks of vacation.
Marcia did not take it well.