Inconceivable

I’m a nice girl. I often volunteer to stay late for a coworker if they’ve got things they need to do or don’t feel well, even if–like today–I also don’t feel well.

I get kinda pissed at being taken advantage of, though. Like when illnesses pop up at convenient times.

I really shouldn’t lay blame. For all I know it’s just coincidence. Conceivably it could be.

But damn if I didn’t want to go home on time & take a nap to see if my migraine would clear up.