It's my fault
Our Internet connection has been really spotty the last three days, which, as you may imagine, is an issue when you write for a Web site.
Coincidentally, this is my third day here. On Tuesday, someone made a crack about how they had never had a problem with the Internet here until I arrived. Everyone got a good chuckle out of it then, but three days later, I fear for my safety. Journalists are a pretty impatient group as is, but if an intern is slowing them down?
At least I have the protection of Mr. T -- He sits on top of my computer, pitying fools and reminding me to drink milk all day. Good guy.
...I just realized for the same price as that bobblehead and a sandwich, I could probably hire the actual Mr. T to defend me. He doesn't seem too busy these days.