Signs I’m About to Go Postal, Day 538

Based on an ACTUAL work order. Teetering on the verge of a nervous breakdown, it cheered me significantly when the B&G Administrative Assistant called me and allowed me to hear her laughing to the point of almost falling off her chair after clicking on this work order.

800 Brazen Corners
Bldg 235, Could-be-ANYONES Office 
“Anna Sylum” has alerted me that the current, 5-alarm emergency of the day is that the ladies room light bulbs are ALL out. I attempted to enter this work order 2 other times, but she kept coming up to my office to update me on the number of bulbs currently out of service. First it was just one; then it was 3; now it’s all. I almost had a nosebleed…  Please, for the Love of Bob have someone bring some CE13T/4 (N) 13W 120 VAC bulbs over (these are what’s currently in the fixture) before dusk is upon us & we are all subjected to another whine-fest about the bulbs in the bathroom?? Your assistance is greatly appreciated.

Also, per the A.E.D., please disregard her request to have Facilities re-hang the bird-feeder she brought from home (hung on the Founder’s tree by the Romanian intern).

Time Available For Repair(s): all day

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