Questions

It seems like there are way too many questions and not enough answers in this life. Here are just a few of the things I mulled over today:
1. How come I'm able to complete the Gold level Sudoku puzzles but have trouble finishing the Silver?
2. Why did a level three sex offender win the lottery that one time? Does the Lord actually find such things amusing, or what? Also, where might that sumbitch live?
3. How come so many of my co-workers have been disappearing lately? Potentially related query: Who does my boss think she is, coming to work with dried blood crusted in the corners of her mouth (the same way drug addicts have white powder adorning their nostrils) and expecting me to answer the phone because she hasn't yet finished masticating the last person who came to the front desk and complained? I'm telling you, I've had it with her demands. If she doesn't knock it off I am going to march her over to the front door and push her out into direct sunlight. We'll see how she likes that mess.
4. There are so many hotels in the area. Why do people have to keep patronizing mine?
5. Why did I take a job in customer service when I hate working, customers, service, and everyone who has ever lived or died?
Anyone who thinks they can help me solve these mystifying riddles of the world should let me know ASAP. Thank you!