Tomorrow will be a good day to fake catastrophe to get out of work. "Hey, boss, I can't come in today because a gaping chasm just opened up near the entrance of I-17, and yea, verily spawns of Beelzebub doth spring up rom the fiery deep, wielding swords dripping with the blood of the just and unjust alike. The earth doth quake, the Four Horsemen stalk the land, now plagued with locust and pestilence!!! and I think I'm coming down with the flu on top of that."