I was ten minutes late to work, though. Well, fifteen, but I'm five late pretty consistently, so I count it as ten.
Tomorrow: up on time! Make a sandwich! In to work on time!
I got the second-to-last parking spot (they're doing work on the lot). Thank goodness. And after May 15, it'll be closed altogether. And I'll have to start taking the train. And leaving my car next to Mannings, where apparently it will get scratched and dinged. Bollocks!