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In pittsburgh on business for a few days. I spent the day riding with a sales rep for my customer. This guy has two views of people, your either an asshole, or a good guy. It doesn't seem like he has any gray area there, and as luck would have it, I am on the good side of his scale. Unfortunately though it seems as the majority of the people he deals with are not. So, all day long I get to listen to whats wrong with this guy, the criminal history of this one, why this one should be fired, whose a shitbag, etc... Man, it's a never ending soap opera of hateful bullshit. Puts me in a sour mood after a few hours in his car.

I'm staying at a Hyatt hotel, which is not a bad chain, nice appointments in the room, can stretch out and don't have to be resigned to either a desk or a bed. Has a huge sectional sofa, so i'm just chilling out reading a bit. The downside is I'm on the first floor, one room away from their meeting room, and there is some kind of sales meeting going on into the night, and I am hoping I don't have to listen to them applauding, and cheering for very much longer. We'll see I guess.

Back to my book. "Fargo Rock City" by Chuck Klosterman.