That statue didn't stay put. What about that?
That wasn't a statue. It was a gargoyle. You owe him an apology as well BTW. That stairs stay put acept for the escalator by the servie entrance around back.
I am not responsible for the statue, I only wrote a poem about a statue.
When you ask where do I fit in, you will get a philosophical answer. The way to be happy, for your whole life, is to find something you're good at, that someone is willing to pay you to do, and then do it.
Same rule here. Whatever you are good at, or want to be good at. Other than that, you can always help out by mopping up the blood, or re-attaching limbs, (and please, to the correct locations on the bodies, if you please.)