It's going to be a long friggin day.

Our boss wanted to meet with Betty on Friday afternoon at 2:00. I had to take old baby to the dentist, so I wasn't here.

First thing this morning, Betty comes in to say good morning. I ask her how it's going, and she snaps "what do you think" and walks out.

I'm guessing the meeting on Friday didn't go too well, but I have no idea what's going on. As usual! This company is really bad about keeping people informed.

Poop.