He was also pissed off because of the missed call on his first pitch. This one was going to be a fastball as near the middle of the strike zone as the...pitcher could manage; therefore, it was the one I was going after.The third-base coach had flashed the call, so I assumed that the base runners knew what I was going to do. The pitcher rared back to throw his fastball, and I squared around to bunt it. Oh, NO! The runner at third had misread the sign and was coming with the pitch. That turned it. Four PIs were scattered around the lecture hall doors to intercept my arrival at the 2pm lecture. They were frustrated by my no-show. They waited a few minutes, in case I was running late, then they entered the lecture hall to try to scan the crowd, in case I'd somehow got in unobserved. That incurred the ire of the lecturer who told them to behave, "And who the hell are you anyway?" We're looking for a student. Perhaps you can help us locate him, Mark Anderson. Do you know where he is?" Yes.. I could just tell," said Miss Adams, as she entered theroom. "Start her with simple duties tonight as we discussed, and she?llcertainly be just fine after you prep her. You may go Brittany, andplease page Lisa so I may properly reintroduce her to Monique."Lisa was called up the stairs and was certainly excited to see whatthey had done to her boyfriend. As Lisa entered, she stopped dead inher tracks as Mike was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed,nervously awaiting her reaction."Mike?". Saying that I should try and be more considerate.What a bunch of crap. She doesn't have to deal with idiots all day. I'vebeen there ten years and not one promotion. Like it's my fault if theydidn't do their paperwork right or they're picture comes out lousy. Bunchof cattle pen morons." Bill frowned. He wasn't usually this chatty whenhe was drinking. Normally he would have told this Conrad guy to piss offand mind his own business. But somehow he felt he had to tell him. Helooked down at his mug..