A message

I was in a committee meeting with co-workers, all of us sitting at a conference table in a large otherwise vacant room. The subject under discussion was a letter from the FCC about the aroma of our new movie, which had been deemed unsatisfactory. We were looking at clips from older black-and-white movies to figure out an appropriate aroma.

The window at one end of the room was open, and a young man climbed through it and into the room. He was dressed as one might imagine an office intern would be dressed, in a short-sleeve dress shirt, tie, and khaki pants. He was carrying a cat under one arm and had a message for our committee. He had climbed up the side of the building, at least three or four stories, to enter through the window and deliver the message. He handed the message to someone at the table and walked back to the window. “Ready?” he said to the cat. And still holding the cat under one arm, he climbed out to make his way down to the street.

And then we got back to work.

Likely sources: movies that stink, FCC in a crossword, the fourth-season finale of Only Murders in the Building, election results (letting the cat out of the bag?), and the Steve Kornacki look.

“And then we got back to work” sounds like a good idea. No giving up.

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[“Only fools and children talk about their dreams”: Dr. Edward Jeffreys (Robert Douglas), in Thunder on the Hill (dir. Douglas Sirk, 1951). This dream happened a few nights ago, not last night.]