March 9, 2007


Tom Shannon - Hollywood, California

I was in San Antonio, TX, for work. We were doing a lighting retrofit, which consists in changing most or all of the existing lighting to more energy efficient, longer lasting technology. There were three locations we had to visit. I did not get to bed until close to 1:30 a.m. local time on the 9th. I shared a room with our staff electrician, a guy about my father's age named Doug, who snored.

I woke up at 3:45 a.m. to return to the three locations. We finished before noon; Doug left me at the airport around 12 p.m. My flight did not leave until close to 5 p.m. and I had an improv show in LA at 8 p.m. I could not catch an earlier flight, and I would have just enough time, as long as traffic wasn't too bad, to get there.

During the five hours I spent wandering the airport, trying to catch up on some sleep, reading, checking emails, I took a crap in a public restroom,
which is a pretty rare occurrence. I never used to shit in public toilets altogether, but I have grown more accommodating as I have gotten older.


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