Conspiracy.

It's all a conspiracy, I tell you.

Wednesday night, a massive explosion at a Waltham power plant causes
blackouts across Cambridge. Thursday night, MIT's rogue vBNS link
thrashes all the campus routers, bringing them to their knees. Lately,
your officemate has been mumbling about M$ Outlook and saying "I love
you", which is starting to freak you out. And for the past three days,
the weather has been fantastic and getting better...the frisbee on
your wall is begging you to set it free, rotating and gliding through
the sky. Woe to the student trying to finish yon Thesis.

Maybe the cigarette companies, no longer able to spend billions on
advertisements, have built an enormous weather machine and is
trying to get us all out of our offices to smoke.

Maybe Chuck Vest's squad of Space Monkeys are causing mayhem for
thesing students.

Or perhaps it is collateral damage from the militant wing of the Girl
Scouts campaining for new spaghetti strap uniforms with platform heels
and PVC.

Face it. There is nothing you can do to stop The Conspiracy Against
Work, so you might as well join it. Grab the nearest theseoid and
wrest him or her from the computer, and conspire at today's

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