Still temping at the same place. I am filing many things. They are spread out all over the floor of my office. People keep stopping by to marvel: “You sure got a lot of folders, there…” When I clear some out, they marvel, too: “Wow, sure is looking better…”

The elevator keeps dinging its Wilco ding: This is not a joke so please stop filing…

The woman in the office next door is apparently in charge of collecting on accounts. She’s very adamant about her job, and she knows how to lay on the guilt: “This message is for Rabbi R—, This is the J— calling to inform you that your check to us has bounced. This is a sin.”

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