Soooooo a funny thing happened....due to the secret recipe biscuit maker breaking down this morning, my Red Lobster hostess training sessions for Thursday/Friday have been deferred til next week. As they say "Idle minds are the devils workshop" and true to form I was physically, mentally, psychologicLly, and morally unable to reserve a direct flight home. That damn glitchy United website virtually forced me to set up an optimal efficiency EWR-LAS-ORD itinerary. So here we are, I'd expected to be slogging away in "how NOT to act" sexual harassment role playing exercises, but instead find myself pounding a chicken cheesesteak at Newark International. The best laid plan of mice, men, and degens....what could go wrong!?!?