When Brenda offered to pay, I almost let her. Hey, seventy is seventy. I wish that I could say that things went great at work in the afternoon, but I can't. Brenda's little show of affection for me wiped out a full morning of benefits derived from my brilliant negotiations with Doris. This time, I watched it from my apartment along with Brenda and Lady sans earring.
Rules are rules.
Brenda was startled when I told her to go home and call me at one minute after midnight if she wanted to talk about him. Hey, I was surprised myself. I am writing this at midnight. I sure hope that Brenda doesn't really call about Martin since I don't want to know where he is, who he is seeing, what the government is doing now or any other thing related to Mr. Littlecrow.