One of the girls showed up for her last three shifts sick as a dog. The kind of sick that you can’t keep anything down . The male GM doesn’t understand why she wont go to the doctor. “Hello, she’s probably pregnant. ” Well if I am correct, I hope this is a blessed event. Regardless, I wish you good luck and whatever your decision it will be the right one .
Holy moly, all of a sudden we have a ton of submissions for the calendar. It’s decision time.