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I bumped into, rather, I walked/stumbled/blindly sagged my limp body into the trash can in the men’s room… woops…
I wish I smoked cigarettes, there’s a group of people outside the windows smoking, they look like they are having more fun than I am…
The guy that checks id’s at the door is “sleepy.” Good to know.
The printer likes to take power naps it seems…