You know you have had a really bad day when you are strapped into an MRI tunnel and that is the best part of your day. I pushed the worry of wearing eye shadow with metal flecks, becoming spontaneously claustrophobic, and enduring a very long needle inserting dye into my hip socket to the side and welcomed the chance to be in a loud dark tunnel where nobody could find me to bring their latest challenge to my attention, or tell me how I had come short of their expectations. The loud noise was akin to a jack hammer breaking concrete, not too unlike the constant construction that takes place outside my workplace window as Amazon.com builds out phase five of their expansion.
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