6:23 a.m. I wake up to the sound of the guy in the room next door blow drying his hair. But I can't complain. I fell asleep around 11p.m. Which give me a whopping 7 hours of sleep!
7:11 a.m. Being well-rested but still slightly groggy, I pull on a t-shirt and the workout pants I wore last night before going downstairs for my crappy bagel breakfast. I step into the elevator and look down. Ew. Sticky. I should have worn my shoes.
I take a cinnamon chip bagel this time and sit down with a dixie cup full of chamomile. This is hardly enough tea to wet my throat. I miss my 64oz mug. I am chatting with another supervisor at the table next to me when I realize that there is something pink hanging out of the bottom of my pants. I wonder what that could be? I bend down and pull out the pair of underwear I had on yesterday. The supervisor next to me just stares. "Cool, huh?" I say to him. "I did that without any hands." I get up and go back upstairs. Ha ha ha. Meetings should be fun today.