Karmic retribution has descended upon me! Remember the day when I put the old, beat-up office chair in the elevator and pressed all the buttons? Well, the office furnishings have come home to roost, to mangle a metaphor. In the common area of our floor, out in front of the elevators, someone has left an old and rather ugly office chair, upholstered in kind of a faded-rust/orange fabric. I’m not sure how the karma calculation works out because it’s far uglier than the chair I sent away into the ether, but not as decrepit. We’re keeping a sharp watch on this chair but so far, it’s just lurking there, menacingly.

MONTOYA DELENDA EST!