I ate too many carbs for breakfast; this I know for sure without even checking my blood. (Damn scones. I should know better.)
So I'm at the copy machine at work, waiting for it to warm up and make my copies. I decide to jog in place to try to burn off even a tidbit of carbs. No one is in the room with me. I'm doing my jogging jig and a very distinguished looking woman wearing a nice black pants suit walks in, walks past me and grabs her paper from the printer and walks out without even a word. Of course, I stopped wriggling around when she walked in the room, but I was impossible not to see.
Perhaps I've already earned my reputation as being slightly crazy, and now no one takes notice anymore? Hmmmm....
As always, more to come...
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