Late From Work
 

THIS IS NOT A STORY BUT SOME THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME. I WORK ON THE 18TH FLOOR IN THIS CITY.
last week end i had to sit tight to get my work done and it was raining outside. i ask my attendents to leave me a pack of cigrate and coffee and asked them to take off. at nine the rain had not stopped and i locked my office and passed toward the elivator.