A Night in the Life of an Admin

I wondered as I looked through my computer...

"Should I even keep going? I edited enough, I should just let the other admins handle stuff today." I thought.

Something told me that I should have kept going, probably just my little voice that told me what to do. But then, I got a call.

"Hey." Said my friend.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"There's a party going on at 00:30. Want to come?"

"Sure, I'll see you there."

I was getting ready, when I got another alert. It said I was needed to deal with more problems. I figured it couldn't be as bad as last time, so I decided to work on it. But when I did...

"What the fuck is this shit?"

Problem #1: Fantastic. Another Jeff picture. How many were there now? 101? I yelled as I hunted and deleted 100 of them. I was feeling disappointed, considering that I knew that they would be back later... And in greater numbers.

But the next problem completely ruined my night.

Problem #2: The... Rules. The... Fucking... Rules. All gone. How could this have happened? Every single rule page. Down to every last rule. Just... Gone. This couldn't be possible. The rule pages were protected! Unless...

But, I didn't have time to finish that thought, because Problem #3 arose.

Problem #3: Because of Problem #2, there were no rules anyone had to follow. All Hell broke loose. There was spam. Spam everywhere. The image galleries were in total chaos, every category page was out of whack, we couldn't recognize pastas that were well known. Everything was just... Ugh. The chat was swarmed with trolls within minutes, some pages were completely blank, and everything else was in complete Pandaemonium.

And the worst part of it all? The founder of the wiki was nowhere to be seen.

"This is going to be a long night." I groaned, realizing that I couldn't go to the party.

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