8:05 am: Upon seeing my reflection in a glass door, I notice that I tied a perfect knot in my tie while running down the stairs of my hotel trying to get to work by 7.
12:22 pm: While eating the first lunch I've had in a week and a half I a dollop of honey mustard drips from my chicken finger ricochets off the table and lands on said tie, a half centimeter above the napkin that covered my lap. Tie ruined.
Posted by cs at June 16, 2005 7:21 PM