Monday, April 27, 2009
Work
One of the managing directors asked me to get him tickets to Billy Elliot this week. First of all, he couldn't remember the name of it and called it 'Billy Button.' So I tried to find where it was playing in town, and after twenty minutes of intense internet searchings I emailed him and asked him where it was playing. He replied-I will be in NYC. That would have been nice to know. I will never get those 20 minutes back.
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