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Holiday treats Last week was the week between Christmas and New Years. The office was quiet. New Years was on Friday night so the office was closed on Friday and was deserted by mid-afternoon Thursday. Unfortunately I was had a brief due in the Ninth Circuit on January 4. My associate gave me a draft on December 23, then promptly left for the rest of the year. When I read the draft on Monday December 27, I realized that it was junk and would have to redo a lot of the research. I put in long hours on Monday through Wednesday doing research and starting to write the brief while handling my normal work. By late Thursday afternoon I was tweaking the arguments and running down some research leads. I had a date on New Years Eve and planned to take Saturday off, so I decided to work a little later on Thursday to have it all in place on Monday to finish the job. About 8 pm I was losing some energy. I hadn't heard anyone for several hours. Even the janitors had come through, emptying the garbage cans and vacuuming, and gone. I figured that I had about another hour of work. Not quite ready for dinner, a sugar hit was my fix. Leaving my desk I headed for the candy machine in our lunch room, which is on the floor below me. Instead of using the main halls I cut through an interior passage that accessed paralegal offices, work rooms and file storage. The janitors turn off all of the office lights, leaving only a few of the overhead lights and the exit signs for illumination. There was still plenty of light to walk around, if you knew your way. Turning the corner in the passage toward the interior stairwell, my attention was caught by a woman's voice. She was cooing with pleasure, giving a audible "ohhhh." ...

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