The world according to the Hutt - the 9th and final part

Yes, you read that right. We have at last come to the end of the insanity that occurred a couple of weeks ago. And this one is a doozy. Seriously, we saved the most insane part of the whole ordeal for last.

The whole thing started with a bowl. A bowl that belonged to Spoof. Spoof brought the bowl to Tartarus last fall for something and has kept it in our staff room ever since. It made a convenient place to keep things like business cards and the like. Not only did everyone see Spoof with the bowl last fall, it has had a little sign with Spoof's name on it since then. There was no mistaking this bowl as Spoof's. The day of the blow up, someone had taken Spoof's bowl, pulled off the sign, dumped the things out of it, and was using it for something else. All without asking. Spoof is a reasonable person. If our coworker had asked permission, Spoof would gladly have loaned the bowl. But as no permission was asked, Spoof took the bowl back and told everyone "If someone would like to use my bowl, please ask me."

This all seemed reasonable to us. 

A few minutes passed and then the Hutt came stomping down the stairs from it's office and snatched the bowl off the counter. "That's my bowl," said Spoof.

"I'm hearing different stories from someone else," snarled the Hutt, "so now no one gets it."

"But it is mine," said Spoof. "It had my name on it. I brought it from home."

"Well, where was it," said the Hutt. 

"In the staff room," said Spoof. "I keep my business cards in it."

"Oh," said the Hutt. "Well, as soon as you bring something to Tartarus it belongs to the whole place. Anyone can use it."

What?!!!

"Wait wait wait," said Spoof. "You're telling me that if I buy something, it has my name on it, and it only means something to me, by bringing it here I lose ownership? A relative gave me a photo. It is in the staff room, in a frame I purchased. It has special meaning to me. You are saying anyone can move that photo, even throw it out, if they feel like it."

"Yes," insisted the Hutt. "Everything in Tartarus belongs to Tartarus and anyone can use it."

"That's ridiculous," said Spoof. "That's not how things work at all."

"You don't know what you are talking about," said the Hutt.

And everything exploded from there.

Hutt rule #9 - If it is in Tartarus, it belongs to Tartarus.