*utterly gobsmacked*

They put me in charge like I know what I'm doing. AHAHAHAHA! One of the supervisors went home sick and I'm looking after her agents tonight. And by looking after I mean I'm letting them do whatever they want while I play on the computer. Swing shift agents are very self-sufficient; they know how to READ and THINK. These are startling concepts for a dayshift agent.

Can you tell I'm biased?

I just took a supe call. I am SO NOT a supervisor, but at 9 p.m. on a Wednesday? There's no one else here. Caveat Emptor...anyone can say they are a supervisor. As long as they sound confident, how will you know?

I feel like doing a Quote of the Day. I haven't done one in a while.

"Tis better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven."

-Milton

Anyway, have some Point of No Return 'verse. Not that anyone seems to read it, but apparently the Muse doesn't care. I told her she can have two more and then she's not allowed to play in that (dusty, fucked-up) corner of my brain anymore.

HA! Like she listens.

Title: shall these bones live?

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