Sure. Why not. Go ahead and blame me.

Remember how on Friday we said we thought the Hutt was losing it's mind. We don't think that any more. We're sure of it.

Sure like Mario is about saving the Princess

Spoof handles some ordering for Tartarus. One of the companies we order from is set up on an auto-order system. Were you ever in one of those book clubs as a kid? The kind where you get a catalog and they automatically send you a preselected book unless you fill out a card telling them otherwise? (Doubleday and Book-of-the-Month club come to mind) It's kind of like that.

The thing is, Spoof never auto-orders. The preset order rarely suits what we need in a given month. This month, as always, Spoof canceled the auto-order and picked out what to get this month. It just so happened that the custom order almost exactly matched the auto-order.

Weird, right?

This should not be a big deal. In fact, we thought it was a good sign. The Hutt flipped out. Said the Hutt in the nastiest possible tone, "If you're not going to take this job seriously I'm just going to have to take the responsibility away from you." 

It turns out, the invoice indicated that it was auto-ordered. The rep at the ordering company made an error. She's new. She even sent the Hutt and Spoof and email apologizing for the confusion. 

Did the Hutt acknowledge this? Of course not. Instead the Hutt spent the rest of the day stumping around, glaring at us.

Definitely been a few of these faces made behind the Hutt's back