Angry Corner

Someone keeps calling my office trying to send a fax to the main line, which means that when I pick up I’m forced to hear the sounds of demonic birds chirping through a crackly megaphone. This happens every five minutes or so, and I have no choice but to pick up the damn phone. It’s my job.

There are slow devises of torture in the work world, and this ranks high on the list of most fiendish.

This day could get worse but I really don’t know how.

Will someone send me a plane ticket to L.A. so I can see this:


http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/features/live/b/black-rider-06/

?