I don't know precisely what happened this morning. The alarm went off. I hit sleep. The alarm went off. I hit sleep. The alarm went off. Before I could hit sleep, the voice on the radio said "It's 8:28..." Yipe! I try to be at work at 8:30. Sigh.

When I finally got to work (at about 9:15), I got the following message from Andy, cut and pasted from another IM conversation:

andydehnart: is sarah going to be in late today, do you know?
theboss: yeah
theboss: sorry
theboss: forgot to mention
andydehnart: no prob. just worried about her since she's usually so prompt
theboss: you being a smartass?
andydehnart: no! not at all! seriously.
andydehnart: I actually had a moment of genuine concern
andydehnart: although i'm over it now that sarah just arrived. (okay, that's being a smart-ass)

Andy was quite indignant that we all thought he was taking the piss. "I was genuinely concerned! Why doesn't anyone believe that I was actually worried! I have a soft gooey center!" Poor wee Andy.