Even at an office where there seems to be a daily "emergency" for me to handle, I still should have suspected something was up when they called me back from the nether regions of my territory to ferry some meaningless paperwork over to an office.
I guess this was supposed to help me get there.
But it was not a complete waste of time. On my way back to the office, I was lucky enough to pay 25 cents to weigh myself in the bathroom of a gas station that offers the greasiest, most odoriferous food ever to accost my eyes or nose. Good day. Good day.
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