No Rest for the Slacker

God's sake! Just been informed that we have to work on New Year's Eve. Because, of course, the patients won't be able to cope without results put on the system or letters sent out, except for the part where it won't make the slightest damned difference if I'm in on New Year's Eve.

Bah!

On the plus side-- it will also be half day, and actually get my lazy arse into Liverpool for much drinkiness and celebrations, rather than having a lie-in till gone 5pm. This means that not only will I be meeting demented earthlydelight, the scourge of the Lake District, for festival drunkeness, but also that I will feel morally superior for not slacking. Ha!

Every work day has an alcoholic lining.