You've always wanted to fuck with people's heads. You enjoy the look of disappointment when people glare into an empty mailbox and you imagine that the feelings would be so much stronger, and the people so much sadder, if they received a false alarm.

 You look around and find those pink slips and commence filling them out. You make a list of the people you don't like and place pink slips in their boxes. You work out a mathematical formula, relating the number of pink slips in their box exponentially to your dislike for the person (using an orthogonal DeMorgan matrix).

 After you've had your fun, you get hungry and decide to get something to eat.

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