September 1, 2009

So this past weekend, I had to work, but I really wanted to take pictures. So using my infinite wisdom, I brought the mountain to Mohammed and brought the camera to work (even though it violates possibly every clause of the confidentiality agreement). Whatever, I was taking pictures out the window and not of the room itself.

So on a break I went downstairs to take some shots out and around the building. I got yelled at by the security guard and possibly suspected of terrorism. Apparently, this makes me a terrorist. Albeit, obviously not a bright one, cause I'd like to think terrorists were more subtle . . . with cameras hidden in pens and other James Bond kinda stuff . . . not lugging around a Nikon with a 300mm lens on it, but I digress. My plan was to come back and get the same shot at night . . . but for fear of being arrested, I decided not to push my luck.

So yeah, that's it for now. Back to work . . . cause, well, I'm posting this from work.

E