That is enough of that, postal workers. That is quite enough of that. I have things in the mail. That I want. I didn't order these things so that they could sit in a wherever and I could just wait for them. I don't like waiting, and it's been a week now. I need those things in the mail to be delivered to me so that I can resume the enjoyment of my life. I can't enjoy my life until I have those things because this thing, as beautiful as it is, is quite useless without at least one of those things and currently I have none of those things. Which is why I ordered two of those things to be delivered in the mail. But now you guys are all something about something and I have to wait ‘til you're done to even wait for you to get those things to me from a far off place. I don't know the details, but I think that you have it alright. Pretty fuckin’ alright, even. So be thankful, for the things you’ve got. So that I can be thankful for the things I'll get in the mail once you get back to work. Please and thank you. —Dreaming of $24/hr