I’m not American, but I do work for an American company…which happens to let us celebrate their Independence Day with them.
What does that mean for me?
It means I don’t have to work today AND tomorrow. How cool is that? I get to laze around while most of my countrymen work. Freedom never felt this good. So how do I plan to celebrate my four-day weekend?
Hell if I know. I’ve gotten so used to working most days that I have no idea how to have a proper vacation anymore. As we speak, I’m suppressing the urge to pull up an Excel file. I don’t even know what I’m going to make a file of (to which my brain replies “you’ll think of something”).
Screw it. If you want me, I’ll be out at a mall with my mom and sister.
