Dad’s in the hospital (it’s a long story, but he’s okay), Mom’s picking him up (south of San Antonio), we’re short-handed at work and I haven’t figured out how I’m getting home yet.
Filed under family, work-related
Glad your dad is okay.
Now, as for your ride home, whenever I find myself at work with no ride home, I go out to the nearest busy street, and stick out my thumb.
Eventually, the police will give the guy (me) wearing only a “Fonz” leather jacket and white tube socks a ride for free.