Blarg.

[kalquessa]

The first trimester continues to be a dark time for the Rebellion. The Rebellion was, in fact, forced to go home at lunchtime yesterday because the room was starting to veer in odd ways that did not bode well for the Rebellion's ability to answer the phone intelligibly and not hurl on clients' shoes for the rest of the day.

The Rebellion would like to register a Complaint with whatever office takes care of these things. Or at least to get paid vacation for however much longer this is going to continue. *sulks*