Can she do that?

We knew no good would come from our new boss. Today we were informed by email that we may not enter the staff lounge without prior permission. The STAFF LOUNGE. No entry for any reason without asking. We are not toddlers. And our staff lounge has always doubled as a work space. A place where we made posters and decorations for special programs. We explained this to Comfort Inn. She does not care. She says these things do not need to be done. They are to be done at the main desk or not at all. We are not to be away from the main desk without express permission from her. This seems problematic.

Rabies in the basement, cholera in the attic

It's time once again for Stuff Out of Context! Today's line is:
Ooo, the rabies pencil might be downstairs.
 

It's Mo Monday!

In case you missed it, we wrote a song about Rabid Mo. What you do not know is, we actually wrote a different song well before we started blogging. A very simple song to the tune of Mary Had a Little Lamb. We found the original lyrics again this weekend and Mo was proud to pose with the song that was his inception.
 

We are concerned

It is official. We have a new boss at Tartarus. Let's call her Comfort Inn.

Comfort Inn does not seem to realize her own age. She dresses like a teenager headed to a honky-tonk themed night club (we know for a fact she is a grandmother).

Picture this, but older

One's personal style seems like a petty thing to complain about. Friends, that is just the tip of the iceberg.

Just two hours after her arrival, Comfort Inn began making huge changes to the way Tartarus is arranged and even to basic policy. We are used to bosses who take weeks to change even the smallest things (you may recall the hour-long discussion about where to keep a stapler). All of Tartarus is reeling. We are concerned what may be in our future.

Superman is an elephant

It's time once again for Stuff Out of Context! Today's line is:
Zebra is pretty much Wonder Woman.

It's Mo Monday!

Every now and then, Mo's natural curiosity gets him into trouble. We warned him not to investigate the hole in this post, but he would not be swayed. Sure enough, he found himself stuck fast. 
 

Speck is not impressed

We have two complaints about Tartarus today, both of them about Mineola.

1. Mineola insists that Speck smile all the time. Only Speck. Mineola herself spends much of her day scowling. The constant smiling makes Speck look like a lunatic.

2. When Speck completed a requested task today, Mineola responded with "good job' in the same tone which one uses with a puppy that has successfully piddled outside.