At a bar, A bunch of people go to a movie, tear apart tickets from a roll, while I’m waiting for a phone meeting. I walk around, come back and the girl is pissed that I did the tickets. She’s OK with it, though. I sit around with Kiss and groupies. I go downstairs to check the office for the phone meeting and Jeff C gives me the pile of open item sheets. I walk around some more.
My exciting life, this place