At least for today. My management, who are remaining and wondering about their own role still cannot answer the simplest questions. Like what's happening tomorrow?It was weird going to the hotel in a black Bauer van, lots of jokes about gas chambers and such. Even in a very plush van. On the way back to the office, one of our crowd asked for some music. The result was a blasting Mexican polka, and hilarious bursts from us all. Not sure why, maybe because our status would soon be in that demographic.
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