Monday, September 28, 2009

I was back at work, at my old job, after an absence for an unclear reason. I had been in charge of integrating a translation feature into Office Communicator. I kept trying to find Jim to ask him what the status was. I looked at it on my computer screen and it appeared to be working. John and Britt were there. Britt was telling me that a friend of hers had asked to go on a trip with her and she was annoyed, didn't want to go. Finally I found Jim as he was racing to catch his train. He said he could chat for a few seconds if I followed him. We entered a building that had a passageway to the underground station. I followed him down on the escalator, which was going alarmingly fast and was bowing and undulating under my feet. I wanted to ask him if there was anything more I should do.