By Friday afternoon, I was ready to crash. I’d worked late Wednesday and Thursday, and the prospect of having to get up at eight on a Saturday morning for a stupid picnic did not make me happy. Especially since it would cut into my regular extracurricular activities that meant a lot more to me than enduring my coworkers.
Interestingly enough, a memo had gone out via email on Thursday afternoon from Titus to all management heads. In it, he stated that Workspeed software would be installed in a month or so to help streamline property management activities. Training would take place, then it would trickle down to the rest of the building.
Wow, I guess he really had listened to me. He sure worked fast. Barb probably wanted to have his babies by now. I sent a quick reply, thanking him for the
