GRACEFUL Part 4,372
From: Lee, Elizabeth
Sent: Monday, August 13, 2007 1:29 PM
To: Neal
Subject: so..
At lunch I went to the corner store and bought a pre-made sandwich, a Vitamin water, tampons and a brownie.
I walked back to my building and walked into the lobby. I placed the bag on the little security stand, took a clove out of my pack and put the pack in the bag.
So, I smoked half a clove and put it out for later.
I walk back into the building and then realize my clove is still lit and smoking.
So I’m trying to stop it but there’s like nowhere to put it out… people start walking in and out and I panicked - so I use my fingers. And it hurt.
Finally it went out.
So I start to open the bag to put my clove in the pack and the bag rips open and my drink and sandwich (wrapped) and TAMPONS fell to the floor.
I pick up the mess and carry it on top of the mail.
Then my cell phone starts ringing. It’s my sister. She was telling me about when she was giving her “thank you speech” to the residents at her work (for a scholarship) she accidentally called herself a Financial ANAList instead of Analyst. And she freaked out and knocked back the chair she was standing in front of.
Sent: Monday, August 13, 2007 1:29 PM
To: Neal
Subject: so..
At lunch I went to the corner store and bought a pre-made sandwich, a Vitamin water, tampons and a brownie.
I walked back to my building and walked into the lobby. I placed the bag on the little security stand, took a clove out of my pack and put the pack in the bag.
So, I smoked half a clove and put it out for later.
I walk back into the building and then realize my clove is still lit and smoking.
So I’m trying to stop it but there’s like nowhere to put it out… people start walking in and out and I panicked - so I use my fingers. And it hurt.
Finally it went out.
So I start to open the bag to put my clove in the pack and the bag rips open and my drink and sandwich (wrapped) and TAMPONS fell to the floor.
I pick up the mess and carry it on top of the mail.
Then my cell phone starts ringing. It’s my sister. She was telling me about when she was giving her “thank you speech” to the residents at her work (for a scholarship) she accidentally called herself a Financial ANAList instead of Analyst. And she freaked out and knocked back the chair she was standing in front of.