It wasn't the rich guy, though. It was someone else's service.
On the way, we dropped off some library books.
I went to the office, but stopped at Taco Bell for a light lunch.
The guy in line in front of me turned around and stared at me for a long time, until I finally said hi to him.
Then I bought a powerball ticket so I can become a gazillionaire.
I'm in the office now, hanging around in my suit and about to do a little work.
After my wife gets back, I think we're going to the symphony.
That's about it.