needle in the hay

so our building got robbed. a professional pranced his way through security to steal some goods from 2 different rooms. he hit 2 other apartments on the street the same day.

our apartment was fine, and no one was hurt. nothing too dramatic. but we had a meeting to "discuss" what was being done and all. ppl started bitching about how the guards fall asleep and sometimes aren't there, because ya know, god forbid they have to go to the bathroom once during a 12 hour shift. ppl were freaking out about this, cuz alas, that is human nature.

"ya know how some stores have that bong bong sound when you walk in? why don't we just get one of those. it's cheap, it's easy, and they'll wake up."

that's a great idea, i am told. the room is in awe.

"dana," heather says. "the only one who sees the needle in the haystack."

i *am* useful, dammit.