I had posted a while ago about my big boss borrowing my little car and I never followed up with the rousing conclusion.
Maybe because the conclusion, she is not so rousing.
I got into work that day and waited and waited and waited for news from the big boss. He didn’t come in until 10Am, and by that time I was sure that 1. he flaked or 2. it was canceled or 3. I had stranded him without a car by flaking on some kind of meeting that was vaguely and forgetably scheduled.
Turns out, he forgot to tell me that they cancelled the visit.
Which is really too bad, because I had removed all of my friends, and even washed all the windows:
