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If you've got a student who'd you'd like to move to a different room in the dorms, please let us know here.

Please make sure you've discussed it with both the person they're moving in with, and (if they have one) the roommate they're moving away from, before notifying us!

A form, for your form-filling-out pleasure:

<b>Student Name:</b>
<b>Year:</b>
<b>Previous Room:</b>
<b>New room # if you're moving in with someone who already has a room:</b>
<b>Desired floor if you're moving to a new room entirely:</b>
<b>New roommate if you'll have one (moving into a single is also fine):</b>

(If you have an adult who's moving to a different location in town, please let us know in the comments of the Town Directory post.)
fh_office: (Camel)
The office was in a flurry of motion. A literal flurry, in the literal office. Papers had gone flying everywhere and they didn't seem to stop, as if caught in some bizarre localized tornado. Ida wasn't sure what to do about it.

"Just keep... netting!" she shouted, clinging to a pillar. Head of Accounting's face was smashed into the wall a few feet away.

The intern, holding on to another pillar with one arm, helplessly flailed the butterfly net towards the papers.

"Again!" Ida screeched.
fh_office: (Camel)
Spring was in the air!

Well, outside the office, maybe.

Inside the office, a thick coat of resentment had worn down several of the desks, caused at least one computer monitor to crack, and kept most of the office workers from actively doing their work. The school had gone to Turkey - Turkey! Ida didn't even know where that was, it sounded so exotic! - and they hadn't been invited.

Even the moose was angry, and it had resentment eating away at its antlers.
fh_office: (Camel)
"We're not getting a camel."

Ida had no idea how many times she'd had to say that today, but she was not budging on the matter. No matter how many cakes the rest of the staff brought in, or how loud their arguments were.

"I don't care that we've already got a range of facilities in place for four-feeted animals," she snapped. "Do you have any idea how much time I have to spent standing in line for the printer already? We can't afford yet another giant-ass bozo standing around hoping to get a shot at the Little Moose Toilet!"

The weirdest part of the day as it continued from there had to be Head of Accounting giving her puppy dog eyes.
fh_office: (Kelly)
"Meuuuurgh."

While everyone was hard at work at the office, they were occasionally interrupted by the strangest of moaning noises.

"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeurgh."

On and on it went. Was it a ghost in the walls? No, the spectrometer was very clear on that front. Was it the elk, horsing around again? No, the elk seemed at peace chewing on fiscal reports just around the corner. A gremlin, perhaps?

"Meuuuuurgh."

No, everyone was acting normally.

"Meeeeeeeeeeurgh."

It was a mystery the moose would not fail to solve.

After lunch, anyway.
fh_office: (Cheese)
"Could you repeat that?" Ida said into the phone.

A moment later: "Sorry, could you repeat that?"

Yet again: "No, could you repeat that? Thank you."

"Who's she talking to?" the intern hissed to the Head of Accounting. "She's been doing that all morning. Has she become hard of hearing? Is this a thing now?"

"It's Ida," said Head of Accounting. "She's preparing for the zombie apocalypse."

"Well," said the intern, "That makes no sense at all."
fh_office: (moose)
"HOW IS IT MAY 21ST?" Ida shouted.

The moose brayed and nodded at the calendar. Really. Did she have to ask?

"You are far too literal minded," she told him, waving her finger in his face. "I mean! How is it! May 21st! Where has all that time gone? Oh god!"

The moose gave her a look that read if you are having a meltdown now I am not helping you. Look, he had woken up with wings and yellow hooves this weekend. He was not in a human mood.

Sadly, this didn't stop Ida from loudly sobbing into the moose's fur. Sigh. It was a hard life for a moose.
fh_office: (friday 13th kitteh)
"Why is the office orange."

It was not a question.

"Um," the intern answered, balancing precariously upon what remained of her desk. "Misplaced shipment of oranges, ma'am."

Ida stared up at her. "Misplaced?" she said. "Haven't we been through this already with those stupid animals running around?"

"No, no, dimensional displacement, ma-- gah!" The intern fell over, face-first into a mountain of oranges. She popped out a moment later, orange seeping down her face. "...they seem to be genetically engineered to contain dye, uh... ma'am."

Ida facepalmed. "ELK!"

It had to be the elk. He was from Orange County.
fh_office: (Gareth)
"We have to hide Head of Accounting!"

"But he's up on the ceiling!"

"...What? We need to hide him! Someone climb up there!"

"No, I mean he's against the ceiling!"

"...What?"

"I HAVE WIIIIINGS!"

"Oh, this is not going to go well at all."
fh_office: (Gremlin)
"And up!"

They stretched all the way up.

"And down!"

They squatted, stomping their feet.

"And up! Up! Like a tree!"

The moose's antlers gauged the ceiling.

"And down! Down! Like the majestic mole!"

Head of Accounting's face hit the WiiFit. "Are we done yet?"

"No!"
fh_office: (Miles)
"I'm singing in the rain! I'm siiiinging in the rain! I'm-- blahdeeblah blah blah!"

"I thought we'd taken down those showers," Ida said, eyeballing the new intern suspiciously. "In fact, I remember putting away pieces of those showers. Why are those showers still working?!"

Head of Accounting gave her a Look that clearly stated he would have shrugged had he had shoulders. He didn't, however, say anything, which Ida felt was rather rude on his part.

The moose said a muffled "Moo." to her right. She turned around and did a double-take.

"...Are you holding a screwdriver in your mouth?"

The moose did shrug, then pottered right back to the box of shower pieces.
fh_office: (Charles Bronson)
"WHAT IS THAT NOISE?" Ida screeched.

"OH GOD, STOP THAT NOISE!" Head of Accounting cried.

"MOOOOOOOOO," said the moose.

Everyone fell silent, and stared at him.

The elk shrugged, coughed, and bit at the moose's fur until all the squirrels had shaken loose.
fh_office: (Kelly)
"Look, nothing really happened last week!" said Head of Accounting. "You are blowing this way out of proportion."

"It was the Monster," Ida retorted. "The Monster of Fandom, set free."

"It was a cat."

"It mauled half your division!"

The Head of Accounting harrumphed. "They got better."

"Oh, you just don't know what you're talking about," Ida said, bitterly. "You don't have any toes."
fh_office: (friday 13th kitteh)
It had come back.

The monster. The Monster of Fandom.

It terrorized the staff all morning, ravaging bodies, terrorizing accountants, sending the masses screaming through the hallways.

All the while saying nothing but, "Meow."

Band-aids would be in short supply tomorrow.
fh_office: (Gremlin)
"...So."

"So."

"We're going to have to take out the showers again, aren't we."

"Yeeep."
fh_office: (Gareth)
"Okay, that should do it," Ida said. She gave the repairman a curt nod, and the man stood up. "Thank you very much for your time. You'll be paid on the way back."

The repairman saluted her with his cap. Then he paused. "Miss," he said, "If you don't mind me asking...?"

"Hm?" she said.

"Why do install three showers in your office?" he said. "I mean... shouldn't your staff shower at home?"

"They can't do that in the middle of the day, can they?" Ida asked, sounding miffed.

"...and why ask me to only let them run cold?" the man continued.

"Out," she said, pointing at the door. "You're getting sweaty and the barbarian hordes are at the door!"
fh_office: (Gremlin)
There wasn't a single person in the office who didn't have a bruise, or a wound, or some other monstrosity on their face or other extremity today. There were icy stalactites and stalagmites everywhere, and not enough blankets to go around.

"How is it this cold?!" Ida demanded. "It is not this cold outside!"

"You broke the thermostat," Head of Accounting said, and gave a full-head shiver. "It's now permanently set to 'Dutch'!"

"Oh, for heaven's sake," Ida muttered, and joined two of her fellow employees underneath the moose.
fh_office: (Finch)
"NO SHENANIGANS TODAY!" Ida hollered.

No one in the office bothered to look up.

"I MEAN IT! NO SHENANIGANS! I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE."

Nothing.

"FINE! THEN I'LL MAKE IT HAPPEN MYSELF!"

With that, she hopped off her desk and onto the elk, who reared up and began dashing around the room, bashing into things with his antlers. That in turn woke up the melk-elkoose and the moose, who brayed loudly and began to dig into accounting's paperwork. That ticked off Head of Accounting, who floated around the room shouting at the circus, and...

There were many shenanigans today.
fh_office: (Cheese)
"Well jeez! Louise! Don't you stop-a! 'Cause I'm not halfway through of having enough!"

It was terrible.

The new girl in accounting wouldn't stop singing. And it wasn't that she had a bad voice, oh no: it's just that she chose the worst possible songs to sing.

What also didn't help was that the melk-elkoose was joining in.

"We're gonna hip shake escape come on take-me-to-the-top..."

This was only supposed to happen once a year. Twice was just unfair.

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