Looking at Geddy Lee’s basses. I ask if I can play one, and he says no. I walk over to my rig, and he offers to look at it and help me. He starts unplugging stuff and pulling stuff off as I explain it. I get on thing folded back, and I’m confused as to where things go. I explain that I had it so it was fast to set up.
At work, go to my cube, arrange things. Go downstairs and they’re cleaning. I wrap a cloth around my waist, badly, and go back to my cube.