The solution seems simple

When Comfort Inn first started working at Tartarus, she took took away a desk that we (Spoof and Speck) and Opie used for storage. We had just one day to clean everything out of it. Because of the amount of stuff stored in the desk and the short time frame, we got permission to put the bulk of it into neatly organized boxes in the storage room until we had time to find a better place to keep it all.

So, we each filled some boxes. We neatly sorted and stacked things in our boxes so we could find them for the few days that searching for new storage took. 

Opie heaped stuff randomly into several boxes and tossed them haphazardly down an aisle in the store room. He complained several times about not being able to find things, needing to reprint or even in some cases repurchase some items he'd stored in that desk. Yet he never made a move to unpack the boxes. 

That was six months ago. Until this week, the boxes were still in the store room. It is only because Spoof got sick of tripping over them and threw it all away that the boxes are gone.

Yet we are the ones who are called pigs.

Spoof and Speck, you slobs

 

Nice and tidy, Opie