Sigh... If you don't want to listen to the suggestions the helpdesk has to fix your issue, don't call the helpdesk... And when I tell you what you need to do and you choose not to do it, don't call me worthless because I'm not going to hold your hand and do it for you. Hand holding is what got you in this issue to begin with....
I can fight spiders alright but I had a bee or something resembling it the size of a bloudy robin red breast invade my damn office today, going to have to buy some kind of chemical weapons and traps for these things.
I mean while I was terrorised trying to figure out what the hell to do a huge wasp of a thing almost flew in too but I figure it saw the bee thing and was like "holy mother of F**k!!" I'm out of here and buzzed off.
So I went to the art museum and randomly decided to pop into the theater that's attached because they were advertising a puppet show, and I thought it would be marionettes because there was a special exhibit for them elsewhere in the museum, but it ended up being some retarded "lantern show" that made me feel like I was in a David Lynch film. The whole thing was absurd. It was called "Alonzo's Lullaby" by some art organization called Nana Project.
Also, I experienced the absurdity of a Patti Smith photography exhibit that was comprised of a collection of mediocre polaroids of her friends, Virginia Woolf's bed, and the Pope's slippers. It was just so funny watching people looking thoughtfully at this crap as if trying desperately to figure out what it is that made someone think there was value enough in it to put it in a museum.
The office building I work in is a little weird in that the first floor is a sort of half-basement. The ground level ('grade') is three-to-four feet above the level of the interior floor. Consequently the windows are at about my eye level when sitting down.
Right now there's a wascally wabbit munching on grass outside mine. I'm not sure whether I should pity the poor rabbit for being stuck outside in the rain or envy him/her. I wonder if the rabbit pities me for being stuck inside.