-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>11:45 AM and Chris was up to his eyeballs in responding to emails when a reminder popped up on his Outlook desktop about the Presentation he was due to give at 1 PM.  He planned to work on the presentation slides and go over a few key notes prior to his meeting, but was overcome with panic when he realized his laptop, with said presentation, wasn't at all in his office, but sitting by the front door, in it's travel bag.<br/>"Son of a Bitch!" he blurted out, banging his fist on the desk, as he  looked at the clock on his wall.<br/><br/>He frantically called Lana, praying she would be able to drop the laptop off, but after two calls and it going to voicemail, he hung up. His only option now was to return home as quickly as possible, and hope he could make it back in time for the presentation.  Traffic mid-day should be light enough to make the roundtrip possible, and with out hesitation, he grabbed the car keys, raced out the door, across the parking lot to his car.  Shaking his head, he scolded himself for being so absent minded as he pulled out the parking lot, tires screeching as he maneuvered down the road and onto the highway.