well folks...its official...i have no back bone and i am a slave to the monetary compensation i receive for the endentured servatude i perform for my company. i guess that probably doesnt come as a huge shocker to anyone. but it did make for a mild moment of disapointment on my behalf for the younger, bolder chelsea of the past who would've seen an injustice being done to a fellow co-worker and taken a stand. i do recall a time when i have done the old "walk out with a friend over something at the work place". although the position i held at the time was hostess and i only lost a couple bucks an hour as opposed to the monstrous salary i bring in these days! hahahaha...if only that part were true. oh well, i guess these days i have to admit that i need to weigh my options of paying the mortgage and car payments before i go off and quit the jobby job i have. damn you billls...you make my morals and principles much harder to follow...