I went back to work. There was a fucking BABY SHOWER in the conference room next to my department. My husband brought me home. I'll work from here for the rest of the day. FUCK.
I'm so sorry you had to deal with this shit on top of everything else. I'm so glad you were able to work from home (how I wish I had that option especially when there were two babies in attendance at my company's Halloween party. I mean, really, WTF?).