She had a Bad Day

 

She had a Bad day

Jessica had a bad day.  She showed up late, missed an appointment, and lost a client, all in the same clothes she’d worn the day before. 

Jessica turned to Hillary, her work wife.  “Hillary, let’s go out for drinks after work.  I’m having a terrible day.”

Hillary said “Me too.  But where are my shoes?”  She hadn’t seen her shoes since Monday.

The moment the clock turned five, they ran out to forget that day.    

At the first bar they loosened up with house wine and flirted with men ten years younger.  They bitched about their bad day at work until the men walked away looking for women less like their mothers.  That didn’t help Jessica and Hillary forget their bad day, it just made their day worse.   

At the second bar, Jessica and Hillary switched to vodka and older men, but they slurred their words and spilled their drinks until the men walked away looking for women less like their wives.   

After they were cut off, Jessica and Hillary stumbled into a bar where the men wore heels and women bought them drinks.  When they were bounced from that bar, they left in anger and blackout. 

The next morning, they woke up in a hotel bed with a strange woman between them.    

Jessica said, “What happened?  I can’t remember a thing.”

Hillary said, “Me either.  Yesterday is a blur.”  They’d finally forgotten their bad day.  Mission accomplished. 

They were late for work, so they raced to the office.  Jessica was still in the same dress as yesterday, and the day before.  Hillary still couldn’t find her shoes.  Jessica’s hangover made her miss another appointment and lose another client, so she said to Hillary, “I’m having a terrible day.  Let’s go out for drinks for a change.”

Hillary said “Okay.  It’s been a while since we really cut loose.  I really need to forget this day.”