Picking Up Jay
This afternoon, after work, I headed over to San José International Airport to pick up my best friend, Jay. He decided a couple of months ago that it was time to visit California, check out the clubs I expound about at great length, and just kind of see if the extravagantly posh lifestyle I lead is as cool as it sounds.
After running into my old coworker in the corridor outside the Southwest Airline gates, I wondered when Jay was coming out. I saw people of every conceivable age, sex, size, shape, nationality, and appearance, but no Jay. After a bit, I decided to go down to the Southwest counter to have him paged. As I descended the stairs, there he was. Somehow, Jay had used his ninja powers to get past me.
We jumped in my car and headed on over to Menlo Park, where I live, stopping at Avanti to grab some tasty pizza slices. Later on tonight, we’re heading up to San Francisco for Jay’s first ever visit to Fog City.
Welcome to California, good sir!
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