As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again.

It always amazes me when I realize that the world is doing things while I'm being a sloth. It shouldn't, but it does.
Lately, I've been working for a company in far away Silver Spring. It's an hour away, no matter what form of transportation you take. But it has some nice perks, like the highest salary I have received thus far in my short life, and lately there has not been a lack of excitement. There have been three interesting events that have jostled my tidy (more or less) Little world. One was watching a car get trapped by the gates at the Garage where I park. I don't know what it was about, but it was amusing. Another is talking with one of my co-workers about an alleged scam being run by the Virgina DMV. Lowell, the co-worker, received a letter from a collection agency stating that they had an outstanding ticket for him from 2001 for a traffic Cam in DC for a car that he had never owned registered in VA, where he has never lived, to a set of Plates that VA says don't exist in their records. He called the DC office, who directed him to get a letter on official letter head stating this. Va says that will be $8, please. Yes, It's a measly $8, but whatever. He's pissed.
The most exciting thing came today. Apparently a worker in the other office on the same floor was fired on Thursday, we got off early, so we didn't see or hear the fireworks, but apparently she threatened to kill everyone. And on Friday and Monday, while our offices where closed, there was a private security guard out side the office door. Today, when we got back to work, there was one only inside the front door. And our office has been gossiping about this, because we have nothing better to do and we are slightly worried that she will decide to kill us too. The reason that we are at all worried is gossip from the other office saying that this woman is possibly truly unstable.
But I'm not worried.
Much.