CarrionCrow: Thanks to a ball-park estimate from Google, I can say that there's about 4,830 miles between your location and mine. So no worries. =)
Stilton: Is it Black Christmas where the heroine (Margot Kidder?) gets a phone call from the man stalking her from
inside her own house? Wait a second, I'm just going to check upstairs.... ;-)
j0ekerr: So who's Kirstie Alley? And do we get a Frasier Crane?
Stilton, I have the perfect role for you. You get to play Cliff Clavin.
Stilton: AAAGGHHH!! I get the POSTAL WORKERRRRRR!!!!!! AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I used to work for the post office. All night job, winter, nothing but a gigantic room full of data entry terminals. No music, nothing to break boredom, the terminals were set up so you couldn't see your inputs and had to go by feel alone. Easy to see how people could go a little nutty doing that night after night.
AgentBirdnest: Thanks everyone. You're gonna make me cry :-)
*hugs everyone*
Not a problem. You've got crap you have to deal with all the time. As a result, you're not always going to be at some illusory super-perky, super-upbeat level all the time. Hell, no one is, unless they're taking something. -laughs-
If you're having a shit time, it's okay to mention it.