Fates Worse Than Death...

I ripped off the title of a Kurt Vonnegut novel. BTAIM, here are a list of fates worse than death:

1) Being subjected to hours worth of "conversation" with a retiree who everyone was glad to see go. Think "About Schmidt"... the Jack Nicholson flick -- the part where he goes back to the office after retiring.

2) Eating Sushi and/or asparagus. Plus, asparagus and/or coffee pee.

3) Contemplating a future, alone. As in, a future of "alone-a-tude".

4) Warts

Okay, okay, warts aren't really that bad... but they do suck, right?

Anyways, number 1 is the only one that happened to me today. I have this nasty habit though, of walking the bane of my existance to the door and shuttling them off to lunch. Everyone knows I always walk home to lunch... so as this guy walked to the train-station, I doubled back around the building and took the foot-path to K Street for lunch. Hahahahaha.... It's fun to pretend that you're Sydney Bristow!!!

Just don't tell anyone I said so.

Peace.

Secret Agent X-9