Stuck in the middle with you

Well, at least stuck in the lift. For the first time in my life, the elevator I was in broke down. I was with the VP , and three other managers after sushi. So 5 of us in a 1960s hulk of metal in mid-air for 45 minutes. In this instance, esquire magazine's urban survival is useful. Sit down so you get all the cooler air, breathe slowly, conserve energy and be the first one out when the door opens.

And at all times, be cool. I have to admit , my manager and I were fine, but the older guys were wilting. The last 5 minutes were slightly scary though, cause i was starting to feel sleepy, always a bad sign of oxygen deprivation. 5 people in a lift for almost an hour is pretty hairy. They will never admit it though.

That was on Monday. Today we went to this posh french restaurant and met all the techies, and anyone else important to know. I made my assoc do the toast and give the customary gift, you know, management training. He has earned his wings. I am not much of a wine person at all, but I did enjoy it.

And !!!!!!!! the logo is out . D designed it and its perfect.

I don't think I will show it just yet, but it IS nice.