Apparently I’d been working with one of our company’s clients so much lately that they’d set me up with an office in their clinic/suite so I didn’t have to keep driving back and forth. The room I was in wasn’t very private, but it had a cot in it in case I needed to sleep over.

I’d just woken up in the cot in this office, realizing that I’d overslept and that it was already late enough in the morning that people were in the office doing stuff. I showered quickly, got about half-dressed, and noticed that my “personal” duffle bag had tipped over and dumped my gaming stuff onto the floor next to the door that led out of the room. I scooped the notebooks and polyhedral dice up (far more than I’ve ever owned) and dumped most of them back into my bag. I started to get the rest of my work clothes on but there was noise in the hall — I checked, and it looked like our client was moving out of the office — a cleaning crew was moving all the equipment out and vacuuming.

Closing the door, I noticed that the dice had escaped my bag again and spilled out into the hallway while I’d had the door cracked open to check on the noise. Still half-dressed, I got onto my knees and, clutching the shirt which I’d yet to pull on, began pulling the dice back into the room with both hands.

I just wanted to get all my stuff together, get dressed, and get out of the office before they started to move my furniture out too, but I woke up before I could.