I walked into the House this evening, after busting my hairclip and needing to go back to my apartment in the torrential downpour. I come back in, and am hanging out with Caterpillar (who stayed late for the Awesome Dinner that my coworker makes every other weekend. I don't have a name for him yet.), when one of my clients walks in with a bottle of vodka and plops it on the desk.
Caterpillar and I just gaped at him. "Uh?" I so eloquently started.
"(Another client) told me it was hidden back in the bushes. I figured you guys would want to know about it."
"Uh?" Caterpillar so eloquently responded.
Basically, the three of us just gaped at each other, then back to the bottle, then back to each other. After he walked out, I looked at Caterpillar and loudly proclaimed, "Why is it ALWAYS on MY shift?!"
I then decided to do the only thing one could do in this situation. I decided to take a picture of it with my handy camera phone. The quality continued to be shotty, which is what everyone told me when I sent around the picture of the new couch. Then, I realized I am an idiot.
The camera lens was dirty.
As I cleaned it off, I showed her that the amazing picture quality came back. So long, picture quality that is perpetually in a smoke haze. Hello, clear sweet clarity!
And because of this sweet, sweet clarity, I present to you this:
Items essential to working at the House: Lighter, Cigarettes, Vodka, and Anti-Anxiety Pills!
Oh, House! How you will never cease to amaze me...
... and clients, alcohol is NOT part of the treatment plan!