<strong>Jim</strong><br/><br/>By the Jim got home, he was feeling like warmed over crap.  He knew that he had acted like a jerk.  Part of it was instinctual, when he freaked, he ran, and that was what he did tonight, he ran.  He knew he'd have to apologize, too.  Normally he would just forget about the girl, but he had to talk to Ali to get his darts back, and he knew he'd run into her at work, so he needed to apologize.  That was going to suck.  How do you tell a gorgeous woman that she freaked you out?  His mind still reeling, he readied himself for bed and just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered that he had actually been having fun with her before...zzz<br/><br/>Jim woke the next morning filled with dread about the coming day.  His morning oatmeal felt like lead in his stomach and he felt mildly sick to his stomach.  Despite his achingly slow pacing, Jim did finally make it to work and he arrived to catch the glaring eye of the IT Supervisor who wanted to know why he was late.  Jim used his sick stomach as an excuse and got to his station without any more trouble.