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A co-worker of mine set up a fun skating event last week that I was very excited to attend! Unfortunately, work stuff came up and I couldn't go. Very disappointing. However, to show my support, I finished up my work as quickly as possible and decided to stop by the skating rink on my walk home.

I raced over to the rink in Central Park and schmoozed my way in without having to pay. The security guard thought I was quite sketchy trying to sneak in, but I assured him that my "group" was inside skating and that I just wanted to watch. I told him how I had to work late and couldn't make it here on time to skate...blah blah...(you know how I ramble on...)

He must've felt sorry for me or something b/c he found the manager for me to talk to. I told Mr. Manager the same thing...my group is inside...I just wanted to watch...and he let me in. Score!

Once I'm in I start scouting out the place for people that I know. Hmm, there's a hockey practice taking place on one side of the ice, and on the other...kids w/ their moms. Umm...

So I called a co-worker who I knew would still be in the office. Where is our group skating, I asked her. To which she replied, Rockefeller Center.

And you know how the rest of the story goes...I am a dumbass.