Today Creepy Clyde appeared, and came up to the desk as soon as I typed his name in an email.
He started rooting around in the citation manuals we have out on the desk (papers are all due this week, so it’s easier just to leave them out here), and then he got really fucking excited about the ACS Style Guide. I mean really fucking into it.
He didn’t even know what it was, but was for some reason all about this particular citation guide.
I lament the fact that likes me and thinks I’m helpful, but at least he doesn’t think I have a pretty mouth.
… and oh yea, he had no particular reason for coming to the desk in the first place - he just wanted to see what the fuck he could root around in.