Weeks ago, we planned an ice cream Happy Hour for after work. The date set. BOGO coupons distributed. Diets damned.
Work had been slow, but steady, and we’d been getting out on time, so we felt pretty confident. Coupon buddies were picked. Flavors were decided.
We were hungry for sundaes. Then, bam! Friday afternoon hot jobs hit with an unrelenting vengeance.
One by one, participation in Happy Hour dwindled. Time always an issue. Some had to stay over, some stayed but had to get home to the kids, others couldn’t wait.
When the dust settled and the hot jobs shipped, three of us made it to Abbott’s.
Ending the week with sundaes. . .
Sweet.
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