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Bad day. ‘Bad day’ didn’t even begin to encompass the events of Jim’s Friday afternoon. As well-paid upper-level manager of a huge accounting firm, he had to depend on a lot of different people to get a job done; the office was a finely-tuned machine. But when someone didn’t do their job, everything broke down. Luckily, Jim’s managerial style kept this from happening very often.

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Karen and I had been chatting on the internet for months. We finally decided to meet. My house was too far away for her to drive to and she had family living at her place, so we agreed to meet at a hotel about a half hour from Karen's house. I booked the room and explained to check-in that my 'roommate' would most likely arrive before I would return from things I needed to tend to. I requested two keys; mine and another they should have ready for her. I went up to the room and called Karen from there. "Meet me in room 3387 in one hour. Pick up a key from the front desk and let yourself in." A quick note after I hung up and I was out the door.

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