Yes, I am a cry baby. All kinds of things set me off. Happy things, sad things, frustrating things, touching things. I do have a fairly good mastery of my emotions, in the sense that I can hold it in until an appropriate moment. Usually that entails me excusing myself to use the restroom where I can quietly cry on the throne. Twice, however, in the last couple of weeks I've failed to maintain my composure. Once in front of my boss's boss and once in front of a coworker. It's really pretty humiliating and awkward. But not as awkward as poor Glen; at least my tears aren't on video:
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