Mondayitis strikes again!

The boss has always said she was allergic to perfume, in fact, she said she was specifically allergic to the three or four different perfumes that I've worn over the years. She finally told me that I was no longer allowed to wear perfume because of her allergies. At first I resented it, but now I'm only amused and just keep repeating my mantra, only four more years... only four more years....

Well, a couple of weeks ago  the boss finally went to an allergist, and just take a wild guess at what she's really allergic to?


CATS!

That might explain why she's always sick on Mondays since she had three cats at home. Had? you ask? Yes, she had three cats, but now she has FOUR! That's right, the woman who just found out that she's allergic to cats and has consistently used every minute of her sick time, just acquired another cat. After she added the fourth cat she did manage to make it to work for the next three Mondays in a row, but alas, she's sick again, on Monday, of course! Adding to my torment is the low battery beep from the door alarm beside her work station. AAAAaaarrrrgh...............only four more years.... only four more years......