The Trip (fm:adultery, 10595 words) [1/3] show all parts | |||
Author: Tail Spinner | |||
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A story about the trip that changed my life. | |||
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The tripAs part of my job I attend technical conferences several times a year and this is the story of one such trip that changed my life. I am 40 years old, an average looking guy my main exercise is yard work and running to the store. I am married and have two kids, in other words mister normal. The traveling was a pain this time, I was late getting away from the office, my plane was delayed and by the time I arrived at the hotel it was late in the evening. It had been a long day at work then the traveling. All I wanted to do was get to my room and sleep. I called my wife and let her know that I had gotten in OK and to make sure all was well at home. Then I flipped on the TV, undressed and slid into the bed. After a while I grew restless, I wanted to know where, in the hotel, the conference was being held. I don't like to wander around in the mornings. I prefer to know where I need to be so that I can eat some breakfast and relax before things get started. I pried myself out of bed, pulled on a pair of jeans, a knit shirt and my deck shoes. I headed down stairs in search of the conference registration area and the location of breakfast.
When I arrived in the lobby I was quickly able to find where to register the next morning and I was able to locate a place to get some breakfast. This process reminded me that I had missed dinner in my traveling and my stomach was rumbling. The hotel restaurant was closed I could have ordered room service but I hate to eat in hotel rooms so I ...
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