Man! I Always Miss the Stalkers!
As I may have mentioned before, our office address is listed in one of our clients' latest albums. We often get fan mail here, which I like to read before we pass it on to the interns at their real office who have to reply to it. Always entertaining... albeit a little freaky at times.

Today while I was at the post office, a man and his son actually showed up at our door looking for the aforementioned artist. We had seen them walk by pretty slowly earlier, but I am never here when the superfans drop by. (Though I'm not really sure what I'd say if I was the only one here.)