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August 16, 2010



I don't understand why you didn't take the opportunity to be a total attention whore during your meetings: sitting sideways at the table, taking up three spaces so you could keep your ankle elevated, demanding regular breaks so you could take a quick walk to reposition and get the blood moving.

"Excuse me. Um, Brad, sweetie? Could I just rest my ankle on your thigh for a bit? Thanks. You wouldn't mind scratching my foot right there? Ah. That's nice."

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