woot!

There's this fly, see, it's been in the office these past couple days, buzzing around and alighting on my arm when I least expect it. I finally got fed up just now and announced to the grandmotherly co-worker that I was going to kill the beastly thing. Of course, I only swatted ineffectually at the thing as it flitted about teasing me. So my co-worker took off her pink sandal, chased the fly into her office, closed the door, and then within seconds, emerged triumphantly to announce she had killed the fly dead. Three cheers for the Fly Slayer!