Oasis

This morning my boss was super-annoyed at his bosses who are trying to micromanage him, so he took us all out to lunch for a company meeting to talk about the logistics of the upcoming move. We didn't talk much about it, but that was fine with me and I got a free lunch at a Moroccan restaurant called "the Oasis." The restaurant is lit with just ornate lamps, and cloth lines the ceiling and the walls in interesting patterns. I sat on a couch-like thing and had almond chicken in a honey-cinnamon sauce. Since I missed an hour of work for that lunch, I decided to stay an extra half-hour to finish what I was doing. Unfortunately, I didn't know that the bus has a different schedule on Fridays so I waited what seemed like forever for my bus and didn't go to English because I would have been late. I cleaned my apartment instead.