Me and my Row-Ho's

For a week of disappointments, this week takes the cake. I was originally going to go to Wendover with some of my co-workers and was very excited to do so. We called it "The Girls and the Gay." I was so excited to get away, get drunk, gamble, and just have fun with my older co-workers. We planned on going tonight, but a co-worker was getting married and really wanted us to come to her reception. We cancelled because we thought it was more important to go to support a friend than have fun in Wendover.

One of my co-workers, Angel, was really upset that we cancelled. When I came into work today, they were all talking about how excited they were that they were going to Wendover on Saturday. They told me and I told them I couldn't go. I really felt shafted--we made plans to go when everyone could go, but since Angel wanted to go so badly they decided to go. I was so excited to go to Wendover; now my feelings are hurt. Sure, we could go again, but it took us about a year to decide to go this time.

I usually don't so much emotion at work besides being fun so I think they thought it was weird that I got upset. I called them the "Row-Ho's" and told Angel she was the biggest one of all. It was all in good fun and I think they could tell that I was joking.

I'll be over this by Monday.