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"Raindrops keep fallin' on my head / But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red / Cryin's not for me / 'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin' / Because I'm free / Nothin's worryin' me.."
It was a pretty catchy tune, and I marvelled at the irony of it all as I loudly sang it while wandering through the hallways of Wolfram & Hart. See, a little rain never did hurt anyone, but when you're in my line of work, when it rains - it pours. But, no matter.
I continued to sing loudly as I descended the stairway that led down to the main lobby, and it was there that I began to pace back and forth. My 4 o'clock was late, and this was a rather important meeting as far as clients go. I wasn't going to be left high and dry for this one.
I stopped and checked my watch. This was really inconvenient. It was going to push my afternoon Pilates session back even farther. Checking my cellphone for messages, I continued to pace, practically wearing a hole in the floor.
Four o'clock turned into ten after four, and then 20 after. I began to get a bit restless. No one stands me up. No one. How completely inconsiderate.
I plunked myself down on the foot of the stairs, and continued to wait for my client to show.
((Open to anyone who wants to keep me occupied while I wait)).
It was a pretty catchy tune, and I marvelled at the irony of it all as I loudly sang it while wandering through the hallways of Wolfram & Hart. See, a little rain never did hurt anyone, but when you're in my line of work, when it rains - it pours. But, no matter.
I continued to sing loudly as I descended the stairway that led down to the main lobby, and it was there that I began to pace back and forth. My 4 o'clock was late, and this was a rather important meeting as far as clients go. I wasn't going to be left high and dry for this one.
I stopped and checked my watch. This was really inconvenient. It was going to push my afternoon Pilates session back even farther. Checking my cellphone for messages, I continued to pace, practically wearing a hole in the floor.
Four o'clock turned into ten after four, and then 20 after. I began to get a bit restless. No one stands me up. No one. How completely inconsiderate.
I plunked myself down on the foot of the stairs, and continued to wait for my client to show.
((Open to anyone who wants to keep me occupied while I wait)).