It all "began" with "a" door stop

This is a blog written by three girls who spend their professional lives in a very weird office. S has been here the longest of the three, with more than 6 years under her belt. I have passed the 3 year mark. And poor L is a newbie, still getting used to crazyville. After a few months of working here, L finally got up the courage to ask if she was alone in feeling that Special K (our director's assistant) was, well, nuts. That's when S and I had to tell her about the "door stop" email, which I reprint here:

To everyone:
Has anyone seen the “rubber” door stop that is used to “prop” doors open in the warehouse (it usually sits by the warehouse door – the door closer to the front door that leads into the warehouse)? If so, please return it to its designated area. We have a second door stop that is made from “wood,” but does not always seem to do the job as well. Any additional ideas would be greatly appreciated. It has been suggested to me that a second rubber door stop be ordered for our use if the other “rubber” door stop is not “discovered” within the next few days.
Thanks,
XXX

Pretty much all of her emails are a bit off-kilter, but this one was especially fabulous. The unnecesssary quotations, the passive aggressiveness, the gravity of the tone of the email about a $3 door stop...

It was with the sharing of this email that we finally came to terms with the fact that it is, indeed, ok to laugh. And I should explain here that Special K has had a rough go of things. She had a brain tumor, and to get rid of a brain tumor, you inevitably remove part of the brain. Thus it is totally un-PC for us to make fun of her, but damnit, it's funny. Actually, dealing with her is infuriating and makes you want to bash your head into the wall on a regular basis, so trying to find some humor in the situation is really quite therapeutic. And necessary.