the day started out bad. i was told to come into work at 5 o'clock in the morning and when i got there i was told i didn't have to come into work until 7 a.m.. i called my house so someone could come pick me up but the phone was off the hook, so i had a two hour long walk back home just to get back in time to go back to work. i know, what's the good in that, right? well, my first decision was to just not go back, but i changed my mind and even though i was pissed off i still made the choice to go back to work, and that made me feel good about myself.