All Things Profane and Sacred

So, last Thursday, at 1 am, we did a 45 minute trip to the emergency room. The doctor stiched J's lip back on his face where it belonged. It was a real mess and the doctor said going in to work at the metal shop was not a good idea. We called in Thursday and Friday. On Monday, when J went to work he was told he was fired-they had replaced him Friday and had not bothered to call to save him the 45 minute trip in.

I hate this.