Work event. Henna is trying to flee in a minivan, Jeff Hester and I attempting to stop her. I shatter a window with my knife. Somehow I guess we manage to stop her.
We have a meeting, Zaucha is leading. Henna is babbling, and Steve tells me to shut up. I retort that it was not me talking but the rest of the “class” (felt like high school) started to say how much I talked in the last two meetings.