Tuesday, March 6, 2007
this guy i work with, tom, just proclaimed he was having heart attack. . .they sprayed some nitro in his mouth. . .elevated his feet. . .and called an ambulance. he was giving some direction on this portion of the project i'm working on. . .i realized this might buy some extra time to get my stuff in order. . .but quickly dismissed the thought because it made me feel like a jerk. . .
Posted by datafatmunger at 2:35 PM