Just go out for lunch

As much as I want to get off, I also don't want to get laid off. Despite my desires, I take a deep breath and commit to just head down the street to look for some lunch. It'll only make my bedtime masturbation session feel so much better. Anyway, a nice meal will help me keep focused throughout the day's work. As I leave my office, Sandy says "You off for lunch?"

"Sure am."

"Sure thing, just don't forget to you've got that meeting at one."

"Of course. Thanks Sandy."

I get in the elevator, which swiftly takes me down to the ground floor, where I begin my journey downtown.