Today, I actually had to rush to drive somewhere.

Those that know me, know what that means. I had to rush documents to the middle of BFE with physical signatures on them, because the asset-management company won't take electronic anything for offers for property.

So... yeah, they have a custom offer package for the exact amount we offered on the loan-approval certification, forms signed in triplicate, etc, etc. I even sealed and edge-matched the envelope off-canter and pinned it shut, and got a delivery-reciept dressed up more as a courier than myself... THEN revealed I was the actual one making the offer as I scurried out the door.

So, yeah. Poke a gryphon and try to say they didn't do things the way you want them? *applies letter of requirements like a blunt instrument to spirit of requirements*

I was nice, and polite, I just planned the delivery to leave their head spinning a little. =^.^=

Now... Zzz... *THUD*