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Those bastards!

Apparently, the powers that be at work want me to come in on Saturday mornings. This is unacceptable to me. Well, not unacceptable. I'll do it. I don't want to do it, but I'll do it. I really, REALLY, REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY do not want to do it... but I'll do it if they want me to do it. The part I don't like is that they want me to supervise people, people who are in their early 20s at best. I don't think they'll listen to me. And I don't want that happening to me.

I'm still sneezing, and I took two antihystemines or however you spell it. I might zonk out. But that's not a bad thing. Sleep is good.