Darkside's room smells like dry black tea and leather. He got himself a nice long trenchcoat for Christmas. :D (Though I don't think it's a leather trenchcoat.) I opened up my little box of tea and the smell hit me and I realized that this was what it was. This caused me to go all silly.
OMG. Client changes to survey = CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION. May not say much more: confidentiality. Cannot say more: may weep.
My interviewers = not always so much with the clueful. *facepalm*