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i hate to be late. it's embarrassing. and not cool when you're late to a meeting. and SO not cool when it's not even your fault that you're late, and the person/people whose fault it is doesn't really care since their role in the meeting is miniscule compared to yours. factoring even less into their not-caring is the fact that they are salaried, and not hourly, so if their lunch runneth over, no biggie. not cool, dude. not cool.

speaking of work, i was reflecting today on work relationships. There are the people you work with and the people you work around, and then there are the people you neither work with nor around, but still interact with. Surprisingly (at least to me), i seem to have a lot of bathroom relationships: people i see on the way to, from, or in the bathroom. The basis of our relationship is almost completely superficial, oftentimes commenting on each other's fashion choices or small talk about the high A/C or lack of good snackys in the vending machine. i've seen these people too many times to pretend i don't know them, but really, i don't know them. and most of the time, i don't even know their name.

shameless plug: for those of you in the SD area, we karate kids are having a fund-raiser you're sure to love! Download and print this flyer, and go to this ColdStone with it. 25% of the purchases made with this flyer over the weekend go to our karate group, and there's no limit. So help out by diggin' in!! THANKS!