6/25/2015, 1:29 am
With all the glorious denouncing going on today, I wanted to have a little positivity. I had an epiphany yesterday... an Okphiphany if you will. Allow me to set the stage...
It was Tuesday and here in the People's Paradise of Virginia it was about as hot as a boil on the Devils ass. The person I work for drives me insane, which is a short trip already. She likes to be hot, she's cheap. She doesn't like turning on the a/c. Her idea of a/c on max is opening the door and turning on the one fan. The windows don't open, the fan is best described as flaccid. I am silently contemplating stabbing her with scissors. I finally convince her to turn on a/c which, I dunno... DOESN'T REALLY WORK and she's too cheap to fix it. It's already a few degrees cooler than the surface of the sun and there's no way the unit is cooling a damn thing. She is oblivious to heat.
Then it happened... Thinking back I think it was the point where I sweated out all the other pesky fluids and my body became a distillery. My blood was pure beet vodka. And then I realized.... she's not a pain in my ass. She really cares about me! She isn't too cheap to run the a/c, she cares about this planet! She's trying to save the ozone from CFCs and fossil fuels! She isn't being oblivious to my heat stroke, she was making sure I was drinking enough beet vodka, and my heart was getting a good workout! She was helping me maintain a healthy weight! She wants me to live to be an old woman!
Someone caring this much about me hit me with such profound feelings! If not for my black heart and absent soul, I'm sure I would've cried years of beet vodka.
Comrades, while we spend our days banning and condemning... we need to also realize how fortunate we are!
It was Tuesday and here in the People's Paradise of Virginia it was about as hot as a boil on the Devils ass. The person I work for drives me insane, which is a short trip already. She likes to be hot, she's cheap. She doesn't like turning on the a/c. Her idea of a/c on max is opening the door and turning on the one fan. The windows don't open, the fan is best described as flaccid. I am silently contemplating stabbing her with scissors. I finally convince her to turn on a/c which, I dunno... DOESN'T REALLY WORK and she's too cheap to fix it. It's already a few degrees cooler than the surface of the sun and there's no way the unit is cooling a damn thing. She is oblivious to heat.
Then it happened... Thinking back I think it was the point where I sweated out all the other pesky fluids and my body became a distillery. My blood was pure beet vodka. And then I realized.... she's not a pain in my ass. She really cares about me! She isn't too cheap to run the a/c, she cares about this planet! She's trying to save the ozone from CFCs and fossil fuels! She isn't being oblivious to my heat stroke, she was making sure I was drinking enough beet vodka, and my heart was getting a good workout! She was helping me maintain a healthy weight! She wants me to live to be an old woman!
Someone caring this much about me hit me with such profound feelings! If not for my black heart and absent soul, I'm sure I would've cried years of beet vodka.
Comrades, while we spend our days banning and condemning... we need to also realize how fortunate we are!