Back into a pumpkin.
Bid adieu to d.c., train was 30 mins late-no biggie-30 mins later to reenter Toxichouse. They didn't disappoint. The interrogation began immediately: "did you use the last of the A-1?" (can you believe that one???). And no, still not a word about my anniversary. 28 years clean, top of my game professionally, and they give me shit about steak sauce.
Assholes, really, assholes.
Was the dogshit picked up? Was the basement cleaned?
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
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