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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Several of us went over to a customer's facility yesterday to hear one of our coworkers give a talk. And right in the middle of his presentation this unbelievably gorgeous young blonde walked into the room and sat down in the back of the room. She had a beautiful face, an amazing body, a stylish fitted blouse, trendy black slacks that clung to her in a delicious way, and a killer pair of high-heeled shoes. But what all of us noticed more than anything else was the gigantic diamond on her finger. The thing sparkled like it had batteries. We never found out who she was, and she got up and left shortly after the presentation ended.

Later on, after we left the customer's facility, we were all sitting around a table eating lunch, and the guy who had been giving the talk piped up and said, "Did you see the rock on that girl's finger? She must be getting some serious action at home."

To which everyone nodded in enthusiastic agreement.

Everyone, that is, except me. And after a few moments I said, "Yeah, right. What marriage is like that?"

At which point everyone at the table fell silent and stared at me like I had two heads.

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