Whatevs

My Grinchy little coal-black heart just soared with joy:

I cancelled a meeting. Hey, I'm the chair of this stinking little committee; I can do what I like. Besides, no one else wanted to come.

All over the internet I was bringing a little sunshine into the day of my fellow worker bees. Like the benevolent dictator I yearn to be, I lightly tossed back to them two whole hours of their lives, instead of making them come to our windowless board room to, you know, rap about the issues, and maybe even act like they care. Now they are free, free to wander in the sunshine or contemplate some work that actually might matter or check out some internet porn.

And I have a whole month to not think about this meeting again. Then my despair can resume.