I went to get my lunch out of the refrigerator. It wasn't there. I stared. Shuffled some containers around. Still not there. I headed back to my desk to post on the internets that someone had stolen my fucking lunch. I put the Diet Coke on my desk and went back to look again, because seriously, what the shit?

I looked in the refrigerator. Still no lunch. When I closed the door, I realized, wait a second. This wasn't the refrigerator I put my lunch in earlier today; the door was different. It was in the exact same spot as the refrigerator I put my lunch in, but that refrigerator was gone.

I headed back to my desk to post on the internets that my fucking lunch had disappeared. Stumbled over the refrigerator which had my lunch, which was hidden in a corner behind many filing cabinets.

I now have my lunch and am wondering if they make tupperware with tracking devices.

Stumbled over the refrigerator which had my lunch, which was hidden in a corner behind many filing cabinets.

...

Are you sure you didn't actually switch over to a parallel universe? I saw this episode of Star Trek. It had Worf and a birthday party.

So for shell games, your office uses refrigerators?

Is Skynet building refrigerators now?

Are you sure you didn't actually switch over to a parallel universe? I saw this episode of Star Trek. It had Worf and a birthday party.

The thought had entered my mind. I am pretty out of it, dude. Last night, I had my contact lens case in my hand, and then a second later I didn't, and I had no idea what I'd done with it.

What happened is that someone moved the refrigerator out of the copy room to make room for a new copier, and put it in the space where the filing room refrigerator had been, then moved the filing room refrigerator and microwave to a completely different location. And seriously, I have got enough problems without them making me think that I have finally lost my mind.

Happy birthday, Tom! I hope it's filled with classic cars, five star songs and naked cats.

Gud! Take care of your heart, dammit.

Someone tell me what I was thinking on 12/27/07 when I specified that qfltCStblChangeTypeTMP.Type could not be Null....

What happened is that someone moved the refrigerator out of the copy room to make room for a new copier, and put it in the space where the filing room refrigerator had been, then moved the filing room refrigerator and microwave to a completely different location.

Obviously they are plotting against you.

qfltCStblChangeTypeTMP.Type could not be Null....

Obviously it means Quaffle to C.S. Lewis' table the script for ChangeType: The Motion Picture. Type it up neatly. Do not ignore this, it's important (could not be Null).

How, precisely, you Quaffle a script to somebody's table I'm not clear on. Sounds Australian to me.

Gud! Take care of your heart, dammit.

Trying to. There isn't a lot I can do aside from avoiding caffiene.