Tell me what you had, and please tell me what I should have. I'm stuck at my desk (too dull to go into why, but let it be known that I'm on the verge of tears, and STARVING).
All that's getting me through is that at some point, hopefully tonight, the problem which is keeping me here will go away, and I can go and eat dinner, and not be found DEAD BY STARVATION by the cleaners tomorrow morning. I've been away all weekend, I have an empty fridge, I have no decision-making power left in me, although you'll see that the power of melodrama is lingering- a good sign. I don't know what to do.