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Just.... dayum!
That group of engineers seems to have stopped to mill about in a park across the street. The company owns the park, so it isn't college property, but it seems to fit in with the scheme there. Anyway.... about five homeless guys have taken up a quasi-residence along the back wall, which isn't great (they tend to like the shrubs for their toilet) but they don't bother anyone, so I just keep to my business when I walk across to the bank.
They must have said something to the suits, because they have beaten those homeless guys into the sidewalk! There's blood everywhere, and the suits are just milling about. I tried calling the cops but 911 is clogged (hey, in this county, that means Betty Sue and Billie May have called each other so they could take a smoking break).
Speaking of, just about every smoker in the building seems to be at the shed outside -- just standing around. I can't even see anyone smoking from this window. I guess they're talking about how quiet it is, or about how the boss flew in on a helicopter (over their head on the top floor of our parking garage is one of our three landing pads). There must be about 75 people in an area that comfortably holds about 20. Nervous people travel in packs, I guess.
I see the helicopter coming back! Kicks up a lot of dust, donchaknow.
Apparently so have the smokers. You'd think they'd huddle inside to avoid having their habits put out, but they're headed for the stairs up. That's kinda odd. "Let's all welcome the arrival of the Board by smoking at them!" Yeah, that makes a good impression, guys.

That group of engineers seems to have stopped to mill about in a park across the street. The company owns the park, so it isn't college property, but it seems to fit in with the scheme there. Anyway.... about five homeless guys have taken up a quasi-residence along the back wall, which isn't great (they tend to like the shrubs for their toilet) but they don't bother anyone, so I just keep to my business when I walk across to the bank.
They must have said something to the suits, because they have beaten those homeless guys into the sidewalk! There's blood everywhere, and the suits are just milling about. I tried calling the cops but 911 is clogged (hey, in this county, that means Betty Sue and Billie May have called each other so they could take a smoking break).
Speaking of, just about every smoker in the building seems to be at the shed outside -- just standing around. I can't even see anyone smoking from this window. I guess they're talking about how quiet it is, or about how the boss flew in on a helicopter (over their head on the top floor of our parking garage is one of our three landing pads). There must be about 75 people in an area that comfortably holds about 20. Nervous people travel in packs, I guess.
I see the helicopter coming back! Kicks up a lot of dust, donchaknow.
Apparently so have the smokers. You'd think they'd huddle inside to avoid having their habits put out, but they're headed for the stairs up. That's kinda odd. "Let's all welcome the arrival of the Board by smoking at them!" Yeah, that makes a good impression, guys.
