I had a dream that it was last week monday and I had an hour to kill after dropping one of my girls off to a session with a regular. I was only a few minutes away from Coram so I decided to give it a shot even though it was 8:30am. Drove by the welfare office and it was swarming with sw. There was a scary one in a fur coat that waved at me frantically. There were two other bsw walking as well but traffic was pretty heavy. I assume every white guy in an suv is a cop so I drove through and came back a few minutes later when it was less busy. Met a polite bsw who called herself Sugar. Jackson and lincoln were chilling out in the open and she didn't want more than that. She must have had a cold or something because she sounded congested and by her request there was no c.i.m. which i didn't mind because she did a decent job otherwise. I didn't like that I was in the middlge of a residential neighborhood but there was no pedestrian traffic. Should have pulled up somewhere more secluded but i don't know the area. bbjci napkin, followed by an alcohol spray down for me. Gave her some dayquil and went about my day. The scary one in the fur coat was now walking down route 25. She waved again when i was at a light. I sped off after that.