morning coffee: Staple Gunnery

I encountered the Hallway Yalper yet again yesterday. Sort of. For over an hour, he stapled the wall adjacent to my office. He couldn’t have been stapling flyers or work documents; the timing between shots was too quick. It sounded like he was emptying the gun into the wall, reloading, and emptying it again.

One hundred shots. Silence. One hundred shots. Silence. Repeat.

No one else seemed to notice. In fact, no one seems to have noticed any of the Howler’s shenanigans. Is any of this real? Am I making all of it up?

I’m not sure how to feel about it.

I’ll report more as the situation develops.

Word: pellucidity

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