Return of my arch rival, the cleaning lady. I dread the day she arrives, forcing me to vacate my cozy conference room for the lounge chair outside. Blegh. I’ve got my eye on you cleaning lady!! Curiously enough, the room smells much worse after she cleans it and flies begin circling like never before. Strike two, cleaning lady. You have failed yet again!
In other news, the toilet is clogged. Stupid poopers who can’t have the decency to flush twice. Icky!!!
