Apparently, I wrote down my hours wrong. I do not work 2-5 today. Instead, I work 5-8. Which is a very bad thing, because I need to go home tonight to take care of my cats. Which means that if I work, I'll be driving in the middle of the night in territory that I'm not terribly confident about driving even in the best conditions. In other words, I'm pissed, and the only person I have to be pissed at is myself, which sucks. My mistake, my problem. Dammit.
At least the sandwich was good.