Had outlined more stuff that would mesh in well and took a red-eye to the next state over for a meeting with the money people.
Didn’t realize that jet lag was really a thing, even a couple hundred miles. Went to the meeting quite loopy and was handed a large box of Flavor Blasted Xtra Cheddar Goldfish and a cup of water and told to speak.
I started but when I took a small break to pour some Goldfish into my mouth, a few landed on the ground and started wiggling around and I had no choice but to smoosh them to end their misery.
The found this quite odd and escorted me out of the laundromat into a waiting taxi and back to the airport I went.
Good thing I am now meshing wiggling Goldfish into my script.
Bob’s old. Can’t even put stuff on shelves without blowing out his knee.