Chapter 2: The MILFs
The rest of the week dragged by on feet of lead. There was something deeply depressing, Sydney thought, about the weeks immediately following the holidays. Not only was the weather uniformly miserable, but you’d had just enough time to start to enjoy three-day work weeks and sleeping in and then bam! Reality kicked you right in the butt in the form of a six o’clock alarm. And, of course, with so many people being around so many children at Christmas or Hannukah or Festivus, a wave of colds and the flu inevitably followed. By Thursday, half the people in the company were irritated and snappish, and the other half were nursing sore throats and runny noses.
Luckily, she had managed to avoid all that, and she practically skipped out the door Friday night when the clock h
