But to my surprise, they decided to tear up 14th street and I couldn't get into our parking lot because it was blocked off. I was heading down an alley trying to call the office when LB called my cell asking, "Where are you?" "Looking for a place to park." "Just drive through the construction area and park in our lot." So I circled the block and played chicken with a dumptruck, drove over the sidewalk to get around the construction signs, and pulled into our private lot.
I clocked in at 9:04.
Our Office Manager sent out an email telling us not to park in the lot. Oh well.