I was under the impression that there was one vacuum for the building, locked in the maintenance closet with the toilet paper and trash bags. I was wrong. There has been a vacuum in our very own hall closet the entire time.
Couple that with being stood up for a date and you have the basic gist of how happy my life is right now.
That's right Glo. I am equating you standing me up on Skype with a vacuum making me bleed from the feet.
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