Here I am at work, twenty minutes away from being free of my obligations, and I have no less than thirty minutes left before I can go home.
Why?
Because some Russian jagoff failed to pay for his room and his credit card declined. He fed me some bullshit about waiting until midnight... instructions from his bank.. blah blah. BULLSHIT.
I'm staying until after midnight for shits and giggles to see if the card doesn't decline, but I am 100% prepared for another *beep* DECLINE from the credit card machine.
So what's another ten minutes, if I get the satisfaction of waking him at midnight to remind him that he's still in financial ruin. No, really... I'm honestly looking forward to this.
Plus, it gives me the opportunity to finish my personal laundry.
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