M is a recent Tokyo re-transplant (via New Jersey) and is acclimating to life in the bullpen. We all laughed knowingly and sympathetically when he complained that he has to share a very small workspace with several other people (damn you, loud typing guy!) and is actually expected to occasionally answer other people’s phones (stand your ground, M!).
Unfortunately, I completely forgot that I had my camera with me, so there are no embarrassing pictures of anyone. I only remembered it when I was in the lobby of the Imperial, fending off old goats and waiting for a taxi to take me home.
By the way, I shared a cab with one of my co-workers and the driver had free snacks and drinks for us! That's what I call living the good life.
Abandoned sweat towel, 11:30 PM, Imperial Hotel.
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