Nevermind the fact that I don't even know what estoppel means or why they need to be signed and there's apparently some girl down in the head office who knows exactly what she's doing (or at least enough to correct my mistakes)...and I have no idea why I'm preparing these damn things instead of her since she's going to be going through all the leases to correct my errors and make me feel incompetent anyway.

Hmph.

Also, the mold growing in our medical building is taking on a life of its own. Someone has ripped the wallpaper back a few feet (from carpet to ceiling) and exposed the mold for all the world to see. The assistant building engineer was kind enough to subject himself to mold spores and duct taped the wallpaper back to the wall (not just any duct tape, but classy blue duct tape). As our security guard so eloquently put it, "It looks like the projects in Westwood." And you know what? It really does.

UPDATE: Oh and in case anyone was wondering, I did send the estoppels to the head office to be corrected before I handed them out and I was given the a-ok, except apparently the person who okayed it didn't know what the hell he was doing either.