It seemed like a typical day at work. The usual emails, phone calls, and generic paper battles back and forth between departments. Around 1145 I decided to break for lunch, and went down to the coffee room to get my food out of the fridge and grab a coke from the machine. I got back to my desk, popped a CD into the computer and started played some Van Halen.
About quarter after twelve the phone rang – it was my wife, Jasmine calling. Her breathing was a little ragged, and she said “Hi honey – enjoying your lunch? I went shopping today. Know what I bought? Listen to this…” I then heard a low...
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