Work Blues
I am one of the unfortunate souls who had to come into work the Friday after Thanksgiving. This is the very first time in my 37 years that I had to work on this day. Actually, now that I think about it, maybe I had to cover a game or cover a Santa Anita meet once? Hm.
Well, let me take that back. This is the first time in my 37 years that I had to work at a job that I’m not terribly happy to be at on the day after Thanksgiving. Yeah, that sounds more accurate.
All this means is that I did not wake up this morning, immediately turn on Netflix and binge-watch the Gilmore Girls right as I was getting my coffee started. I will have to wait until I leave work, go to the grocery store and cook dinner and other mundanities before I can properly settle down (jeez, just reading that sentence makes me realize how boring this job makes me and now I want to commit suicide.)
I still have an uneasy feeling about the series, however. I don’t want it to go down into the fetid pit of underwhelming codas that most of the other reboots have suffered. I’m looking at you Arrested Development.
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