Hey, Kimli! We’re going to need you to go ahead and spend the day in Richmond, in a filthy warehouse, crawling around on your hands and knees! When we say “warehouse”, we’re totally not kidding – it’s an actual warehouse, filled with boxes and burly men wearing gloves and masks to keep out the dust. You’re going to want to get right in there, on your knees and under some “desks”, to unplug computers and then when you’re done that we need you to move all the computers around and then get back down again to plug them all in. You might want to drive your car in today, since you’re also going to have to take some of those computers over to this warehouse in Richmond. So, yeah, if you could do all that by yourself – oh and don’t forget to train these warehouse workers who don’t speak much English on the needlessly complicated process of manually downgrading the firmware on some routers in between the box picking and forklift driving – that would be just great.

Naturally, I picked today to dress like a fancy pirate. Formal shorts, fancy shirt, high heeled sex boots – all excellent things to wear to a fucking warehouse. I am so smart. You all wish you were me, don’t you.

Also, I am full of various rages.