The Ethiopian tried to melt my face off.

OK, so I exaggerate. The most exciting thing I did today was to go to the Ethiopian restaurant for lunch with a co-worker. She’s from Peru, and I didn’t realize that the food in Peru isn’t that spicy. Anyway, I ordered chicken, which was supposed to be medium spicy. They came back to tell me that they’d run out of chicken breast, but had chicken thighs, and I said that was OK. But they didn’t tell me that the dish with thighs was much spicier than the dish made with chicken breast. My first mouthful made me drink my glass of water.

I’m also in big trouble with some co-workers. I asked if we had to be physically present at our 7AM meeting and the boss said yes. If I had just kept my mouth shut, the boss could have been disappointed with us later when we were more awake. Oh, well.