At the beginning of this year, I said to myself "Jay," (because that's my name) "I should update my RvB journal more often." And now it's April. How about that?

In February, I started working at a law library in Birmingham. The job has been good to me and I to it. I do many different things, including, but not limited to, delivering the mail to the law school. This morning, I was taking mail to the dean's office, and as per my usual route, I checked the break room attached to the Dean's office to see if there was any mail that needed to be taken back to the library (because that is where the mail going back is usually placed.)

Now, this room is really tiny. There's about enough room for a coffee maker, a small counter top, and the mailboxes. Usually, if there is any leftover food from meetings, it will be placed on the counter top as fair game consumption.

When I walked into this room today, I saw a note on the counter top. It had two words written on it. The first word was written in big letters and it said "Help!" Below "help" was written another word, but it was written much smaller. I walked into the room and much closer to the note to see what the other word said. It said "Yourself."

I don't know why, but this freaked me out. It was like a well laid trap. "Help" draws the victim in, and the word "yourself" informs them that it is too late to escape.

About that time, the Dean of the law school who was in the break room getting coffee (and whom I did not see) asked me how I was doing. My response was "Ahhh!!! Fine..."

The Dean probably won't talk to me again.