Good morning! If you're reading this, it means that you're probably one of those few unfortunate souls whose employers are so unenlightened and cruel that they require your services on a day when the rest of the country is busy bandaging its few remaining fingers after last night's amateur fireworks accidents. Well, either that or it's raining in the Hamptons again and you're stuck indoors (which is kind of what we're hoping; there's nothing more amusing than seeing the plans of people who drop the kind of cash it costs to purchase a major automobile in pursuit of spending eight weekends on Long Island suffer the tragedies of inclement weather). In any event, those of you whose ogre-like overlords have requested your presence at the lightly air-conditioned cube farms of corporate America need to know that you're not alone: We're here too. We're all, as they say, in this together. So while we're spending this time running out the clock, and, a propros of nothing, we want to share this A.P. article about clueless bosses whose insistence that their employees work today will do nothing but erode morale even further. Just, you know, something to help the time pass.
