News Flash: I’m being sent on a suicide mission. I must walk over a mile through unfriendly streets in 100° weather to pick up a highlighted document that some moron is either too lazy or too technologically illiterate to scan in color. If I don’t return, please let there be bags of jerky at my funeral. ~AKH


UPDATE: I have returned.  I wimped out and drove the 1.2 miles instead of walking.  I feel so lazy, but death averted, so I’d say the mission was a success.  Oh, and the aforementioned “moron” is actually quite nice, so now I feel like a (bag of) jerk(y).