Where Is Bill Banik's Phone

Is it inside the CD holder?
Is it under the trash can?
Is it inside the paper towel roll?
Is it in Halvorsen's drawers?
Is it between stacks of shit on his desk?
Is it taped under his chair?
Is it up above the ceiling tiles?
Is it in my office?
Is it in the womens restroom?
Is it hidden in Degner's office?

Where will it turn up next?
Tune in next time to find out!

Just a little case of mood poisoning...must be something I hate.

I hate it when I open a bag of chips to find that it’s half empty.
I hate that Hillary Clinton is running for President.
I hate how ppl use txt msg lingo 2 tlk 2 me. BTW, idk WTF BBIAF means!
I hate it when the weather man is COMPLETELY WRONG.
I hate it when people misspell easy werds.
I hate how the alarm clock ruins my day right off the bat.
I hate it when my clothes have difficult washing/drying instructions.
I hate when I slip and fall back into bed, making me late for work again.
I hate when the other person has the right-of-way and they don't take it.
I hate that beer makes my inner-idiot come out.
I hate that the salesman at the Apple Store assumes I’m retarded.
I hate when some ass-clown answers his phone during a movie.
I hate it when eBay doesn’t have what I’m looking for.

But most of all, I hate the boken-english-speaking Customer Service Representative that always takes my call after 15 minutes of automated service options. But I know it’s not their fault. They’re just the product of low-priority customer support and the inevitability of globalization.