I didn’t have to work on Monday because of the MLK holiday, or for any other reason at the moment.

So while dancing into the wee hours of my funemployed Monday morning, I may have encouraged one or more friends to consider “slick-leave” in lieu of work. To the detriment of Greater Washington’s January productivity numbers, a few dear souls accepted the challenge and opted for various and sundry varieties of invented aches, pains and stomach disorders.

In an act of karmic justice, I awoke today, in those very same wee hours, to all of the above in a very real fashion.

To add insult to deserved injury, nearby convenience store carries only Nabisco, not Keebler saltines. Only the elves know the for these ails.

Woe is me. Please forgive me Universe. I was only kidding. Mostly.

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