Phone rang this morning a little after nine. Kent got it.
Where's Glenn?
Huh? But I thought on Saturday I didn't show up until 2 o'clock. That I worked from 2 to 6.
Nine o'clock.
Oh. So I had it backwards. It's 9 to 1.
Dang.
I hopped in the shower, gobbled a bowl of cereal, then Kent zipped me to the library in the Jeep. I was an hour late so stayed till 2.
Turned out okay, right?
Yeah. Turned out okay.
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