Awkward...

So last night I could smell woodsmoke coming in my window, a welcome change from the gas/alcohol/cigars I usually smell.



Apparently the laundromat burned down.


random

How To Make Chele's Head Explode in 5 Easy Steps

1. Drop her apartment number from her paychecks, so that the postoffice complains.
2. When she tries to go to her work email to look for payroll's contact info, lock her out.
3. When she goes to the company website for the employee manual, make sure only the table of contents loads.
4. When she finally gets a number for payroll from the IM support team, tell her they can't help, because she needs to change her own address in a new system that uses the email's log-in, then transfer her to IT.
5. Fix her email, but not the system she needs to change her address, and give her a number to call back that's out of service.

You know, if it were still April Fool's, I'd understand, but that was yesterday. I hate Mondays.