Yes, it sort of boggles the mind that anyone would blame me for what Lynda did to herself and her own car, believe it or not, whatever that meant: $1 vs. $1 million. Huh? And I was not even invited to participate in their prank, slept through the whole thing, woke up the next morning to find an absurd chaos in the parking lot. The STOP sign was repainted as SPOT, among other things. Leopards have spots, but anyway, let us not take this SPOT point too seriously. I might be at risk of getting myself typecast as the Irish cook, even though I have been known to burn water, so that stereotype would not fit me very well, so I will be making my own vocational arrangements without their help.