everything in its right place

Things were looking bleak on Thursday morning when I arrived at my internship.  Before walking back to my office, the ladies out front informed me that Rebecca had yet to return with my document stand.  I was obviously pretty bummed out.  I was bummed out, that is, until I rounded the corner to my nook to be welcomed by the following sight:

A closer look at the note revealed that the ladies out front were having a bit of fun with me.

This thing looked like it had really been through the ringer.  Stray wires, rust, the whole nine.  I had a good laugh about it though, and mustered my last attempt at a plea to Rebecca for the return of my stand.

My patience was rewarded Friday morning with the news I had been waiting for over a week.

For those of you who have not been following the Document Stand Saga up until now, please refer to my post from March 18th.  My document stand has been through enough, and it does not need to be subjected to your previous lack of interest.

I am happy to inform all of you that this morning, around 9:42 a.m., my document stand was returned.  We've appreciated your support through these difficult and trying times, and we are happy everything can start returning to normal.  My neck has been killing me.

Doing it what it does best, my document stand returned to work immediately and proudly displayed my documents all day.  Here it is with my Vermont River Planning Basin map:

I'd like to say that I feel a bit cheated out of the confrontation, and while I can forgive Rebecca for the initial theft, I am going to harbor resentment over the return for some time.  I was on the phone when she showed up- and so she really just snuck in and placed it in front of me while I was focusing on the phone call.  When I got off the phone and walked into the hallway to introduce myself, the voice she spoke to me in was small, and incredibly embarrassed.  I let my emotions get the best of me, and could barely utter the acrimonious tirade I fantasized about assaulting her with.  

Regardless of the anticlimactic encounter with Rebecca, I am happy to have my stand back and can already feel the difference.  

Victory is mine.