"I'm not even supposed to be here today!"
I'm not! I'm at work, have been tutoring math for the last several hours as a favor and will now be receptionist-ing for the next several hours as another favor because our front desk person just had a sudden illness in the family. And I'm a nice person. But not so nice I don't feel like channeling Dante. Not the vengeful one, the whiny one. Seriously, I don't even think I'm that nice. Why am I here again? Normally I identify far more with the vengeful Dante. I would offer some Smarties from the jar on this desk to whoever can name the quote, but I doubt it's that hard and frankly, I don't want to have to mail them. They'd end up powder anyway. No candy for you!
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