Was late for work that day (clock didn't go off) and got downstairs to my ride and realized that I forgot my faceplate. Drove to work in silence and got the news dished to me by an Iranian co-worker with a most serious look on his face.
Almost nothing got accomplished that day. Someone went home and grabbed a TV that we set up in the boardroom and watched intermittantly.
Iranian co-worker (well, pretty good friend, too) was pretty shaken up as he was in the process of sponsoring his parents to immigrate to Canada. His mom had cancer and he wanted to gether to canada as soon as possible for obvious reasons.
The process ended up taking quite a bit longer than it originally would have, but she ended up getting treatment in time and survived.
Funny how you remember certain things about certain days.
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