I walk into work. In the space of about three minutes:
i, I get swatted by some young lady in lieu of saying hello,
ii, A silver-haired librarian is dreadfully sarcastic to me before I even open my mouth AND
iii, A woman who has become a grandmother this year greets me by firing rubber bands at me. And then runs.
I am on holiday from next week. I could do with some time away from this place before I crack.
There will be a retaliation for all these crimes...