Ronnie and I met today to discuss our future. About a third of the way though our lunch, a fortune cookie bounces off Ronnie's head and lands in her pad tai. About 10 feet away is El Jefe, with a handful of fortune cookies, and Senora--his second in command--who just happened to be coming in to lunch where we were. Incidentally, Ronnie and I specifically picked our lunch spot because it was several miles from the office and El Jefe swears he doesn't like the place. Anyway, they they pulled up a seat and joined us. El Jefe then started asking us if we had any ideas on how to attract new agents for his office.
Yea... it was awkward. But I am still leaving as soon as I can figure out where to go.
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