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You are deep in the throes of menopause. You are decidedly NOT a morning person. So the alarm goes off, you drag yourself and your hot flashes out of bed, throw on your grubbies and shuffle/stumble into the kitchen on a quest for coffee. Coffee. That's all you want. All you need. Coffee and NO TALKING!
And you walk straight into some goofy guy with a video camera pointed in your direction. And he WON'T stop filming. Even when your nose and ears go beet red from suppressing the urge to kill him, dead.
This has been my life for the past few days. I never know where he is. Sometimes behind me taking shots of my fat pants. Sometimes hiding around the corner. Meanwhile I have two rooms to finish by Friday. Not an easy task, in the best of situations.
This morning I'll be busy wrapping up the first part of my work. Then.....I'm going into the lab to create a little payback, long overdue.
At 3/29/2007 6:28 AM, 
GAB
At 3/29/2007 6:32 AM, Dan
At 3/29/2007 8:35 AM, Iris VonKornea
Well it took Rodney smuggling several dozen cannoli in for Hinkleshire's fat dago secretary, Allegra... but we are gathering up all of Henry's bean filled Depends in anticipation of paybacks for your stinkpot son.
Mae and I are going to do the Ding, Dong Ditch trick with a bag of flaming Adult Diapers. Shhh. Don't tell him. I hope to god you have a nearby bush we can hide behind.
At 3/29/2007 11:13 AM, Mouthy Girl
That news alone will keep me on this side of the dirt for another day, Crabbers!
I'd suggest that you merely strip down to your naked, naughty bits to get him to STOP filming, but we all know his mania runs deeper. He'd film. He'd post.
Then you'd find yourself at the Playboy Mansion fighting off elderly, tres riche, naked guys. We can't have that!
At 3/29/2007 5:19 PM, wmy
Check your shoes before you leave.
go getem hun no one should be video taping anyone before coffee! sic em