Happy Friday the 13th. 
Lightbulbjack vs. Clifford the Big Red Dog: All Quite on the Western Front.
I have a chair to set on, Im happy. I would rather have the stool we have been using back, I working on that. The first time Clifford walked past and saw me sitting in my new chair she wasnt too happy. I think she may have been trying to will laser-death beams to shoot out of her eyes to kill me.
For those of you old enough to remember Little House on the Prairie, Clifford is Nelly Olson. The spoiled rotten, I have to win, its all about me, Nelly Olson. She has this smile that reminds me of a head cheerleader. A pretty stuck up snob who thinks they are above everyone else. Its kind of an I smell shit smile.
Im taking a great deal of pleasure from stopping her in her tracts. It has been interesting to watch the store employees reaction to our little struggle. Some walk by and smile because they know I stood up to her and won. Others are pissed that I still get to sit down when they cant. I have a doctors note stating that I need a chair, so there is nothing Clifford or anyone else can do about it.
Today, Clifford and I made small talk, about 15 seconds of small talk. The important thing was, she came to me, and she started the conversation. It was a sigh that she knew I had beat her on this issue.
Im sure at some point she is going to try and pull something else. She wouldnt be Clifford if she werent trying to control the universe. I just hope that she either goess on maternity leave soon or I get a new job. Preferable both.
Lightbulbjack vs. Clifford the Big Red Dog: All Quite on the Western Front.
I have a chair to set on, Im happy. I would rather have the stool we have been using back, I working on that. The first time Clifford walked past and saw me sitting in my new chair she wasnt too happy. I think she may have been trying to will laser-death beams to shoot out of her eyes to kill me.
For those of you old enough to remember Little House on the Prairie, Clifford is Nelly Olson. The spoiled rotten, I have to win, its all about me, Nelly Olson. She has this smile that reminds me of a head cheerleader. A pretty stuck up snob who thinks they are above everyone else. Its kind of an I smell shit smile.
Im taking a great deal of pleasure from stopping her in her tracts. It has been interesting to watch the store employees reaction to our little struggle. Some walk by and smile because they know I stood up to her and won. Others are pissed that I still get to sit down when they cant. I have a doctors note stating that I need a chair, so there is nothing Clifford or anyone else can do about it.
Today, Clifford and I made small talk, about 15 seconds of small talk. The important thing was, she came to me, and she started the conversation. It was a sigh that she knew I had beat her on this issue.
Im sure at some point she is going to try and pull something else. She wouldnt be Clifford if she werent trying to control the universe. I just hope that she either goess on maternity leave soon or I get a new job. Preferable both.
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thank you, cupcake!
i hope you have a stellar valentines day