I hate them all with a white-hot passion. I got back at them a tiny bit today -- I took the five boxes of soaked books and magazines, the wet posters, and all the wet cardboard, stacked it on two carts, and left it over by their trash when they weren't in the office. They can dispose of it all, the cheap bastards.

I was there about three and a half hours today, shuffling stuff around, cleaning up, drying things, tossing things. Fun!