Ahh, the always-touchy decision of the day. When do I leave work? I mean, I was hoping to leave by now, but I have a task sitting in front of me. Problem is, I can't do it until someone else gets out of the file. It kinda sucks...I'm not going to ask him to let me get in it first, because why should he have to extend his day for my little task...so I wait. Without much to do too...plus, I'm strangely getting the teensy pangs of hunger...even though I had a decent-sized lunch from Panera Bread. Ah well...
Further North
The account of one South Sider who is firmly entrenched on the North Side of Chicago.