RAAAAAAARGH!! ME SMASH!! Working away in my room today; then, a knock at the door. It seems that someone objects to my grass-roots policy of turning off the landing lights at night so as to save energy. And it seems that this someone has the temerity to turn up at my door and ask me to stop doing it. I particularly enjoyed these points in the diatribe: "What makes you think you have the right to make decisions about the lights when lots of other people live on the staircase?" "Yeah, but it's not nice when you're walking about in the dark." And upon me pointing out that it will be considerably LESS nice when there's no atmosphere left: "Well, hopefully I'll be dead by then, so I don't really care." I refer you back to the title of this note. And on my birthday, too. Current Mood: enraged
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