My God, can this Monday

My God, can this Monday get any worse. So I’m on th eway to work, but there’s no van. Peter must have the van and he is probably at the bookstore waiting for me. Trek over to the bookstore, no Peter. Oh he must be at the warehouse waiting for me. I’ll jst stop by his house to make sure the van isn’t there before I drive m car over to the warehouse. So I trek over to the warehouse, guess what, no Peter. So I call Peter’s house. Guess who home, PETER!!! So poor Peter has to drive the van AALLLLLL the way back to the warehouse so that I can get some work done. Myabe if someone had told somebody their final shedule, no of this would have happen
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