Someone took "my" Swingline stapler ("Mine" in that the one that used to be in the copy room sucked and I requested the purchase of a decent stapler that didn't jam all the time). It's been replaced with a crappy plastic knock-off.
I'm not joking here. My life has gotten this pathetic.
Then, next month, I officially enter my late 30's.
Someone took "my" Swingline stapler ("Mine" in that the one that used to be in the copy room sucked and I requested the purchase of a decent stapler that didn't jam all the time). It's been replaced with a crappy plastic knock-off.
... two bottles of rum, a one-legged man, a couple of wheelchairs, two yahoos, some passers-by, and over an hour for the police to arrive...
I know I promised to put my other pictures from Chicago that aren't in my 
