So a phenomenon of nature has been taking place for the past few weeks here by my desk – I’m calling it the Law of Conservation of Gnats. You see, there is always exactly one gnat flitting around in my immediate vicinity. If I kill that gnat and go away for a time, there is always exactly one new gnat flitting around when I return to my desk. There are never two or more at the same time; it’s as if there’s a waiting room or on-deck circle somewhere, and the gnats are all patiently waiting for their turn to visit. Would that I could find the waiting room and a can of industrial strength Raid.
A few spiders have also noticed this phenomenon and have accordingly tried to set up shop in the area; I dispatched several of them to the afterworld yesterday. Fortunately they’re the really tiny ones – hardly bigger than the gnats themselves – or an exterminator and I would be getting acquainted right about now.