3 feet high and rising


A few hardy souls managed to make it to work and classes today by whatever means necessary: snowshoes, skis, and Subarus. Upon arrival we discovered the office area empty, apparently a nefarious plot had been launched and someone has taken our beloved staff. Bob, Carol, and the interns would appreciate the return of our dear staff, no questions asked. I don't wanna mention any names, but YOU, Mad River Glen and Sugarbush are our prime suspects in the caper. Empirical evidence has shown that ski resorts are the number one abductor when the term 'snow' day has been uttered in the valley.
Clad in snowshoes and armed with shovels, we have searched the premises, but to no avail. We plead with you, please please return them to us with little but sore legs from your powdery slopes.