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11:25 Septmber 13, 2006 - A co-worker that I was scheduled to have a meeting with come to my office a few minutes early.
We get working on the issue and time passes by, the next time that I look at my clock on my screen it is 12:11pm we continue working. Some time passes, I am not sure how much.
Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack
"Those were gunshots", I say to the woman (my co-worker) in my office.
In the past, a couple of times, I have thought that I heard something that I thought was a gunshot. This sounded a little bit different, maybe a different gun - I right away imagined a semi-automatic rifle not set on automatic.
"No" she says. My first reaction was that she did not think they were gunshots. Now, however, after almost a day replfection maybe her reaction was just disbelief.
A few seconds pass (5 perhaps)
I turn my chair, stand up and go over to my office window.
My desk is a U shape. I face the door to my office with my monitor and my keyboard in from of me. The desk wraps around my left side agains the wall and wraps again behind me under the window. The open part of the U shape is on my right.
I climb onto the part of the desk that is under the window and sit down to try to get a view of what is going on outside, not believing that I would be able to see anything as the gunshots could have been from anywhere outside...
Sorry for the suspense, I have to head out to an appointment. I will likely only be able to get back to this story tomorrow.
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Sticky The Stickman
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