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Thursday, March 17, 2005
where in the world is matthew?
One of my coworkers is lost. It's 10:59 a.m. and he hasn't called in, he's not answering his cell phone or checking his emails and he has nothing on his calendar. On Tuesday when he had a doctor's appointment he called to remind me he was going to be in late, which is very like him, but this is very not like him. In over a year I've never known him to not call us and tell us his whereabouts. We've talked to his best friend who says he knows he got home safely last night, so we've ruled out the drunk tank and a ditch somewhere. I can't work worried =(
Maybe the rich, kooky client we're trying to dump lost it and landed his helicopter on Matthew's building during the wee hours of the morning and flew off with him to places unknown. Maybe someone broke into his apartment, found that there was nothing worth stealing and left him bound and gagged on the floor.
Hmph. I'm worried.
Update: The punk just overslept. Slept right through his alarm, the phone calls, the emails and my coworker's sister banging on his front door. Punk.
wingless was still breathing at 10:59 AM
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