In Los Angeles airport...waiting for a flight out. Every 15 steps...airport bar. But I'm hungry, so I'm sitting at a table right next the bar waiting for my quesadilla.
I really hate business travel...but otherwise, I'm good.
At times like this I think....this is going to be bad. Then...no wait....this will be my brightest hour. My coworker is having a Bloody Mary. I smell the tobassco...lol! Now that's temptation.
. I can't see what I'm typing in this phone. Hope it makes sense.