monster sarcasm rally

(contains short works of neurotica and general abuses of sarcasm)

2.9.04

Oh, good grief!

My roommate just called me at work. She had to tell me that we were out of toilet paper and that I would need to buy more. Oh, no! It's an emergency! What if they fire me as house manager because we were out of toilet paper for two hours on a weekday afternoon? What would I do? How would I cope?

Maybe my incompetence will frustrate her beyond what she can bear and she'll just move out.

Good grief; I hope so.

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