Inventory - 30,000+ parts in an open dirty warehouse that hasn't changed since 1976..... Ach! We all have things, whether work or personal, that we simple can't stand to do. I'm not suggesting procrastination in the common parlance, but mind-bending loathing. Some of the underlying revulsion may stem from fear, natural disinclination, or rebellion; however in this instance it has much to do with the trend toward entropy of the universe in general. As I meticulously categorize, label and slot, so do the forces that surround me here wantonly misplace, un-kit and disperse. Not to mention the abandon with which the spiders fling silk into every crevice and nook, secreting egg sacs a-plenty and leaving husks of insects at every turn. For a mere few days, my little beauties - gaskets, valves, gauges and o-rings - will revel in their pristine, Dewey-like order dreading the inevitable disarrangment that flows in the wake of my co-workers. I will howl and bark, threaten and cajole, but all to no avail. The evil disruptive forces of nature will mock me as they play havoc.
Bwahahahahahahaha...........
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