Thanksgiving Plans?

Dan and I exchanged text messages this morning.

“Hi Dad. What are your plans for Thanksgiving? Sarah’s going to her parents.”

“Morning, Dan. I hope to go to Grandma’s house on Saturday. I’m not sure if I can get the day off work, but if I go, wanna come?”

“Yes. I don’t want to be alone on Thanksgiving. It’s depressing.”

“My new girlfriend might come too. Is that OK?”

“Sure Dad. That’s fine.”

“OK. I’ll have more details later. I really don’t know if I’ll be going for sure, though. But I'm HOPING. Can I let you know last minute? Saturday morning?”

“Yup. No problem. I love you dad.”

“I love you too, Dan. Bye!”

“Bye.”

I cannot think of a way to have the day off without booking sick. And if I do that, I may be disciplined. We’ll see. Wait and see, Ms J.

Have I mentioned how I abhor the new management on the railroad?

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