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March 14, 2007

3.14.07

I finally understand why you shouldn't run with scissors.

What else should you not run with?

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“Coming through! Make way! Hot soup! Man with a baby!”

Art wove through and between the crowded office workers, who parted magically before him and his bellowed exhortations and, of course, his burden.

Two women from HR were on their way to the bathroom. They jumped back as he passed. “I’ve heard of running with scissors,” Kay said, “but was that Art with --?”

“-- A sword?” Sara tried to following him in the milling crowd. A bit of fluorescent gleam flashed off something down the way, maybe around Finance. “Yeah, I think.”

“Huh. Cool.”

“He didn’t seem too happy about it.”

Posted by: *** Dave at March 14, 2007 8:33 AM · Permalink

Ok, I want to read the rest of that story...

Posted by: Stacy at March 14, 2007 8:49 AM · Permalink

Yeah, me too. Is this the future?

Posted by: Tanya at March 14, 2007 7:34 PM · Permalink