File Clerk

Miles believes he is a better file clerk than I am. He opens our filing cabinet pulls out a bunch of papers. Then, he puts it back in where he thinks it should go. Of course, he cries when I pull the wads of paper out of his hands. He wants to put it back. I don't think we will be able to find anything if we need to. And when we do find it, it might have a bite mark in it or it may be crumbled beyond recognition. Thats my Miles!

Ugh!