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Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Hey, Jay. Come on in.

How are ya, MG? Good Memorial Day?

Yeah, it was. Until I got back and talked to Alana. Were we seriously supposed to be here? How was anyone supposed to know?

Oh, yeah. They mentioned it at the last meeting.

Oh. That would explain it. I've got to make it to one of those one of these days. I swear, I don't know how they expect us to remember when they are.

They do have those email reminders on the same day, usually.

I know. But that's in the morning. By four o'clock, it might as well be a week later. You know?

Um, sure, MG.

Okay, okay, Jay, you don't have to look at me like that. I know I'm not on anybody's short-list for employee of the month. But I'm just saying, if they expect anyone to show up at those stupid things, they should make a little more of an effort. It's probably always, like, half-empty, right?

Actually, you're usually the only one--

Alright, alright. Nevermind. Let me just sit here and look penitent for when Nina comes in to 'touch base' or 'get on the same page' or 'discuss my apparent complete and utter lack of team spirit and motivation.'

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