Friday, April 16, 2004

Like canaries in a mine

It's an absolutely gorgeous, gee-I'm-glad-to-be-alive spring morning. Outside.

Inside, here where I work, we have no windows, a maze of cubicles, many, many computers, and many, many people coughing. I have been listening for the past several minutes and I bet I have heard at least ten different people cough.

What is in here that is making all these people cough?

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