Yesterday I got a text message from my boss asking if I would be able to work late today. The conversation that followed was far more serious than I had expected. He mentioned that an emergency had come up and that he wasn't able to tell me much about the situation. I told him that I would be happy to help out however I could.
But today, when I arrived to work, he was wearing a gigantic, goofy grin.
There was no emergency. He had free tickets to a PGA event, but didn't think that I would take him seriously if he were to admit it.
He was right.
Now I'm stuck at work while he hangs out with Tiger Woods.
Screw you Tiger Woods.

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