My teammate and I spend many late afternoons hanging out and getting our rooms packed up into the closets and various other places where we can hide our mountains of junk. Today, day almost-done, we are both there way-too late (she later than I).
Yup, this sight is getting to be pretty regular. It means we have no social lives, at least not for another few work hours. After that, all bets are off, and my car won't see this parking lot for many weeks. Until then, our cars will keep each other company, but at 2:45, kids ... That's a wrap.
