MTG4: The Meeting That Time Forgot

As the meeting dragged on, the coffee grew colder.

It was 3pm on a Friday, and we were all starting to lose the will to live.

Someone, please, for the love of all that is good and holy, bring more coffee.

A sad, congealed coffee cup with a few droplets of congealed fat on top.

Link to MTG3: Minutes of Agony for a thrilling tale of meetings past.

Or, for a truly transcendent experience, visit MTG5: The Meeting That Time Forgot Again.