Oh crap, I forgot. There is a crazy guy that rolls in here on Friday nights. He is hired simply to babysit this place, waiting for the world to end. God forbid some dumbass story happens at 3am Saturday morning and we are not all over it. This guy comes in with his strange Indiana Jones looking hat, calls his german family with loud phone calls, and prints like every freaking email he recieved this week. He always asks me if anything 'exciting' is going on. "Nope" the answer, it is always "nope" and I imagine will most likely be "nope"
Go away freak, I have gmat'n to do.
*Update* Mr. Freakout just had me chase my tail for like 10 minutes on some Ted Kennedy "what ifs" Jerk
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