Top Management and I step outside the house for our daily walk, or our Daily Staff Meeting, as we refer to it. (And which it kinda is.) It's a lovely day, mid-50s, cloudy, only the tiniest hint of a breeze.
Suddenly, the clouds disappear and we find ourselves in blazing full-strength sunlight, not a shadow in sight.
"What the hell's with the sun?" I say, shocked.
Top Management laughs. "That's the most Portland thing I've ever heard."
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