Labor Day Party

My boss is overseas, but he wanted to set up a VERY IMPORTANT MEETING on the phone. We went over times, and it seemed that the best time was Monday 9:00 A.M. I also thought that having this meeting was VERY IMPORTANT, so I masochistically turned down many social opportunities for the purpose of talking over my project with my boss, whose input I genuinely value and to whom I am indebted to for agreeing with me on the project's significance. I made my way to the office at 8AM on Labor Day, prepped for an hour, and waited for another half hour. I did not have his European phone number.

Eventually I emailed him. I didn't hear from him for a while. Eventually I received an email in return.

Marcel,

I apologize. I realized it was Labor Day in America, and didn't think you'd be at the office. We'll have to chat later this week.

thanks!
Boss

Well yes, I thought to myself. I wouldn't be at work, if we hadn't arranged a meeting during this time.

Fucking unacceptable.

So, Tuesday was Labor Day for me. I stayed home from work today, for once feeling totally justified because I put in a full day yesterday out of spite. And then I celebrated by eating a lot, sleeping, reading books for pleasure, taking a fantastic bath in front of the television, and catching up with friends. I wouldn't have minded a barbecue, but my celebration was sufficient. It's nice when you can slack off without the guilt.