Counting a stack of cashier drops, I could've sworn I heard an evil laugh and thunder off in the distance. Made the mistake of mentioning it, coworker teased me about whatever meds I'd taken getting me high. Nope, as Bender would say, "I'm blind stinkin' sober!"
Seriously, though, I should probably be home in bed. Maybe I'll get lucky and they'll have chicken soup in the cafeteria. Doubt it though, Wednesday's usually stir fry.