As I was driving home yesterday, my boss called me and asked if I knew I was supposed to be on stand-by this week. Stand-by is when someone in the shop has to carry around the shop cell phone for a week to respond to emergencies. I had no idea I was on stand-by this week, so I went back to the shop and picked up the phone.
But see, the thing is...I HATE stand-by. It's rare that we actually get emergency calls, but the idea of being on a leash doesn't appeal to me. So this morning, I went in to work with the intention of selling it to someone else. Mission: accomplished. I had to pay $60, but I guess that's the price I'll pay for a week of freedom.
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