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I needed to think. Running off half-c****d to yell at Sam wouldn’t accomplish anything. I wanted to present him with an organized and well-thought-out list of reasons why he couldn’t take Joe’s restaurant. Sam was a reasonable, rational human being, and I was sure that I could talk him into changing his mind. Well, somewhat confident that I could. Okay, I hoped that maybe I might possibly be able to convince him.
When I got home from Joe’s and checked my phone, only to realize that Sam hadn’t bothered to call me all day, I was extremely disappointed. I considered calling him, but decided that it was best to have this conversation in person. I would have the day off tomorrow, so I decided to pay Sam a visit at his office. The thought of going there made me a little jittery, so I jotted
