What.
First the dogs, the air conditioner, then Satan in my car, now this-
[ a sudden loud FUCK ]That's it! I really am going crazy. It's the only way to explain this entire fucking day, including the fact that I'm standing by a creepy carousel and fancy water fountain that DOESN'T EXIST IN SEATTLE OR BELLEVUE OR ANYWHERE I'VE EVER BEEN
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[ his voice is on the edge of yelling, sorry 'bout those ear drums, Eric. finally he notices the communicator in his pocket. ]
...Who the hell is this?
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Not in your head. Don't be an idiot.
They invented the cellphone a decade ago.
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And I'm not an idiot. Voices are entirely possible, judging by how my day is going.
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Now stop. Panicking. You will end up drawing negative attention to yourself and I can't afford to have a trained shift manager kidnapped or eaten.
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Eaten? Seriously? I don't think I'm the only batshit one here.
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I should take you back to your apartment.
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And let me guess, that's codeword for kidnapping me? I wasn't born yesterday.
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And yes, you were born yesterday. Comparatively. Which will be amusing when you remember it again.
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