The background: I agreed to participate in a paid focus group, that will take place later this week at a local hotel (in a conference room!)
The scene: At a restaurant with my family. Gary is just returning from the bathroom as I am giving the kids a run down of our schedule for the week.
Still standing as he begins talking, he rather loudly asks, "Oh, you're going to the hotel this week? How long with that take, like 2 hours? And how much are you getting paid?"
We both burst into hysterical laughter. The kind of laughter that is so consuming that I can't even shush my daughter as she is yelling, "Why are you going to the hotel if you aren't even spending the night?!?!" Repeatedly.
Full of class are we!