Eggs and the Devil
Today I succumbed to temptation and bought the pre-boiled, pre-peeled hard-boiled eggs at Trader Joe's. Why yes, I did have deviled eggs for supper.
Yet, when the song with the lyrics, "Satan, your kingdom must come down" came on, I did not think of Trader Joe's. Or devilled eggs. I thought of my old boss's boss. Likewise, whenever I see him on campus, I think of that song. (Yes, I have fantasized about recording this song on his answering machine. It's a lovely bridge-burning song.)
I actually like him as a person, so it's easy to smile and wave when I see him. I just don't like him as a manager. Especially as a highly paid manager of a large and important department.
So always remember: It's nice whenever you see someone to have a song in your heart. Especially such a pretty and catchy tune.
Yet, when the song with the lyrics, "Satan, your kingdom must come down" came on, I did not think of Trader Joe's. Or devilled eggs. I thought of my old boss's boss. Likewise, whenever I see him on campus, I think of that song. (Yes, I have fantasized about recording this song on his answering machine. It's a lovely bridge-burning song.)
I actually like him as a person, so it's easy to smile and wave when I see him. I just don't like him as a manager. Especially as a highly paid manager of a large and important department.
So always remember: It's nice whenever you see someone to have a song in your heart. Especially such a pretty and catchy tune.