I went after-hours, packed up all my stuff, went back home, and emailed a nasty letter to my boss - copying the entire staff, and outlining all the horrible things she’d said to me about everyone. It was an immature thing to do, but I’d been pushed to the limit.
One of my all-time favorite shows.
I love it. Back in the days when I was single, I spent time with family or friends. Now that I’m “soulmated” (I love that!) we celebrate it because it’s a sweet day, and we love one another.
How did so many dogs get saved but not a single cat?