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It's nine o'clock, and all is well. Or in this case, 5 of nine and no one is here. At least, no one from our group of 30+ of informaticists [sp?] showed any signs of physical presence as I walked past 80% of our offices on my way to a cup of coffee.
At 8:55.
That just feels so wrong.
At 8:55.
That just feels so wrong.