Yesterday, I was headed to a business type meeting. I had my stuffy clothes on, actual shoes, and a very official looking portfolio. I'm in the elevator headed to the conference room when a conversation struck up with a man who was headed my direction. He was more casually attired. (Men can do that, no?) He explained that he didn't think he was going to make the meeting because he'd had a disagreeable lunch. But, as he put it "it's amazing what a shot of vodka and a nap can do for you."
An option I'd not thought of at work. But, if it would give me the spring he had in his step, I just might start trying it. If only I could wrestle the snuggie away from the 3-footed cat.
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