Friday, July 26, 2013

Saving The Day by Going Places

After a short journey on the train, I arrive at our Brooklyn office with my boss's forgotten items. I wind through the labyrinthine dingy grey cubicle farm that makes up most of the floor, to the office where she's seated, and she greets me enthusiastically.

"Scott is the man - didn't I tell you?" she says to the Director with whom she's meeting.

"My ability to travel is unparalleled," I agree.

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