02 August 2006

All a matter of degree.


They were running a fire alarm test while I was out getting some lunch, and when I came back to the building, feeling the drops of sweat start to build up in my pores, the lady informed me to wait outside for a few moments. I thought of responding "Why don't you just ask me to cook an egg in my underwear? It's about the same request."

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