Continued by popular demand... or at least, Bj's request
Nothing. Well, air. It's not a vacuum in there or anything.
Today, we will be attending yet another farewell luncheon for a colleague whose temporary assignment has come to an end. (sigh) So, rather than packing a lunch, I'll be buying. I think I'm going to go broke from the number of no-host lunches I'm going to this year — a fact I would accept more readily if half of them were welcome lunches. Ah, for the old days, when all attendees got treated for such events. At least this one isn't at Chevy's or the Orlando Ale House, which have both been done before.
Multiple times.
Each.
