My description of my workday got me a shot of JD on the house. and that's all I'm going to say.→[More:] OK, I watched my boss yell at a crying woman who claimed she had cancer and got rammed by a suitcase by a guy who left his ten-year-old alone in a strange store. The woman who sat next to me at the bar was either born disfigured or was in ahorrible accident. She also had one of those hole in the throat things. Her name was Meredith. I couldn't hear her talk so she keyed it in on her cellphone screen. She was nice.