On the way home.
Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called everybody, and they meet at the nearest bar.I can't believe I'm complaining about work. Does it mean I'm re-integrated in society? Complaining about work seems to be a lait motif in any social gathering. Job complaining is the new weather...
Anyway, I had had a terrible week at the office and was frustrated when I left work last friday until, walking down 7th ave on the way home I saw the promo for the upcoming PSB concert (Oct 14 @ Radio City) and remember that my bf had surprised me with tickets for it (although Joe gets credit for actually ordering them).
And then the world was fine again.