You know what Arni spent part of yesterday afternoon doing? Sorting through a box of gaming supplies (cloth, paper, wood & plastic) that came home from the event with us so the supplies could be returned to the baronial storage unit. They've been sitting in a closet or someplace for years, all the while being sprayed by two cats. The stench was incredible. I couldn't get near them at all. He sorted, sprayed neutraliser, cleaned everything - all the while mourning the loss of some things that just couldn't be saved (some reproduction card decks)... then he took a shower and loaded the washer with his clothes... I could smell *him* after his stint in the garage with that stuff.
There is no way on God's Green Earth that I could have done what he did. That, my friends, is quiet service.
There is no way on God's Green Earth that I could have done what he did. That, my friends, is quiet service.