While I wait for the Ghostbusters to arrive and deal with the entity haunting my office, I retreat to a corner of the lounge and attempt to console myself by destroying a stuffie or two. I have dealt with Kongleks and giant robots, many-armed monsters and hostile aliens, but ghosts freak me out. As far as I am concerned, the Ghostbusters cannot get here soon enough!
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Who You Gonna Call?
After my disastrous attempt last week to rein in the rowdy Deltas, I have decided to keep a low profile for a while, in hopes of avoiding any further embarrassment. Unfortunately, I don’t think the Deltas are done with me — lately I have begun to find that things in my office are moved and hidden when I am not there, and several times I’ve found a mysterious gooey slime inside my emptied lunch box before I even have a chance to eat the green tripe I bring. If I can catch the Deltas in the act of pulling these pranks, perhaps I can convince the Dean that the whole beer incident was a setup, and get them removed from the campus.
Now, if I could just figure out why it’s always so cold in here …
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