Bye bye, beautiful

My coworker is about to become a recurring character on this blog because if he does not shut up I am going to lock him in my nonexistent basement and we will have daily updates on his condition, i.e., April 25: Today there was some screaming and crying and then he reluctantly ate the moldy banana nut muffin I slipped under the door.

I am serious, this guy is driving me nuts.

April 29: Today he wrote me a poem about the Basement Fairies. I think he is going crazy. There are no Basement Fairies in my basement.

May 6: We took him to McDonald's and he ordered many large fries.