0
Understatement of the century. To extend the analogy, our slate was a little worn, but perfectly functional and they polished it up nice and shiny so they could shit all over it. I'm not cleaning it up by myself, especially since they've taken our shovel away and replaced it with my favourite teaspoon. Not only that, they are forcing me to eat the shit rather than letting me dispose of it how I want. If they start to shovel some shit off, I'll happily polished the slate again. Until then, it's just going to have to endure the same foul stench.