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I have a cold. Or I should say: "I hab a cold." My nose is stuffed up. My sinuses are achy. My throat is sore. My head is woozy. My voice is low and scratchy. Why the heck am I at work?

Well, 1) it's the last day of employment (good riddance) for our receptionist and I had final paycheck stuff to do with her; 2) My boss (sick) and our office manager (vacation) were both possibly going to be out; 3) I wanted to finish up a draft of October financial reports; and 4) I'm taking Monday off.

I really tried to leave early, and I would've left at 2:30 when I was done with the financials, but at 12:30 my boss emailed me about designing a little flyer they need on Monday. Our air monitoring device was chosen this year as one of 25 innovations recognized by the Tech Museum of Innovation in San Jose (out of over 300 around the world). The Tech Awards are next week and we have a table where people can stop by and pick up literature. I have to print out another 70 or so and I can get out of here.

An aside related to the star of yesterday's post: My boss also asked him to print out something for the Tech Awards and he was having problems and wanted me to do it but I said no. I gave him a bit of help but made him do it. I wasn't going to walk the extra mile for him today. Not after yesterday.