Then the real world intervened...
I was off to court - district court - big boys court. Stopped in the little girls room on my way out of the Union. Had to put the file down because I only have 2 hands. Going up the elevator in the parking garage I was searching for my keys and realized that my two hands weren't as full as they should be. Back down the elevator I went and met, who else, Paul Mintner (by the way, I am giving seriously consideration to changing my blog title to "Say Cheese, Paul Mintner"!), I told him my tale of woe and headed back to the bathroom in search of the file. Yep, found the file, took a picture and headed back to my car. Got to court only 10 minutes late which was really 5 minutes early. Finally, padding my calendar with traveling time paid off!
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