I was feeling all down and self-pitying, when someone posted on Craigslist that he had been kicked out of his house by his abusive husband, was now homeless, and needed a place to stay. Sadly, it made me feel better to know that someone was unhappier than me. Anyway, I said he could stay at my place until my sister comes to visit. At lunchtime, I left work, met him, and gave him the key to my place. He got cleaned up and got some rest, and checked his mail on my computer. I got off work at 8 PM, and am now doing a bunch of loads of laundry. Contrary to the fears of my co-workers, neither my computer nor my kidneys have gone missing.