Posts Tagged ‘work’

Things have been a little bit hectic in DC in the last few weeks, with Covey and me trying to hit up every neat sounding event that we come across.  Last week we hit up four countries in six days: a movie at the Austrian Cultural Forum, a sweet party at the German Embassy (I know, I know…), a Turkish Festival, and a Russian Bazaar.  By Sunday night, we were pretty much exhausted, so this week has been a little more low key.

Since the recent loss of the Gateblog, I figure the rest of us here at the KyleLibra.com blog network have got to step it up, so as I settle into a routine, one of us will be posting at least once a week, starting today.

The title of this entry came to me as a result of a funny little thing that happened to me yesterday.  After lunch, I went to the men’s room to… well, you know.  I noticed there was a guy in one of the stalls.  About a half an hour later, I had to go back to the bathroom to blow my nose since I keep forgetting to take a box of tissues in for my cubicle and I see that the same guy (black velcro shoes, immediately recognizable) was still in the stall. As I walk past I can’t help but notice that it looks like his feet are stretched out — like he might be slouched backward.  Immediately I start wondering, “Holy crap, what if this dude had a heart attack?”

So I stop in my tracks to listen for any sort of noise, breathing, groaning, anything… for a good five seconds there is nothing.  Just when I’m about to say something to the effect of “sir, are you alright?” I hear something:

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