I went to get some productivity-enhancing drink (a.k.a. coffee) this morning and Listing Buddy was in the breakroom, pondering.
He was pondering what he should do to IT Guy, who was sleeping in his truck in the parking lot.
LB had tried to rouse ITG without much success, and was wondering how to take advantage of his apparent vulnerability.
~later~
I asked LB if he thought ITG might be having a diabetic event, and LB said he didn't think so. LB went to write on ITG's face as he slept in the truck, and ITG woke up and batted LB's hand away. So ITG has a pink streak on his arm, and is apparently awake now.
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