Throughout the day I had the sneaking suspicion that every resident not shackled to their cubicle was outside. The bike path was even more like Lakeshore path than usual, even the gym rats must've shelved their barbells for Frisbees. The pleasantness was like a poisonous gas to stress and bad moods and self pity, making them run like cowards to hide from the sun.
Should have made the day's small talk a cinch.