shakespeare enthusiast and hockey fan having feelings about dead greek heroes and fictional french revolutionaries
lord byron is my co-pilot
I work in a frigging circus.
Today, the ceiling fell down on top of all the customers, and we couldn’t find the handyman. And obviously they couldn’t give the tools to one of us to do it because common sense is frowned upon in the management.
Eventually I tied the ceiling frame back up with some tartan ribbon as a temporary fix, and they just left it there. And I can guarantee that nobody will bother to mend it.