Yesterday I had a lunch meeting with a consultant in a fairly empty pan-Asian restaurant. Our server was a frumpy-ish, middle-aged woman who clearly thought she had better things to do than her job.
It was obvious that our lunch was focused on a workplace discussion, since we were throwing around words like "executives," "factories" and "ridiculous." Our server, however, insisted on foisting the day's Hallmark holiday on us and greeted us by saying, "Happy Valentine's Day!" with a big frown on her face. "I guess when you're single like us," she continued, "you have to work on Valentine's."
I guess I missed the memo. Who knew I was free to take yesterday off?