the number 21
May 31, 2007 – 4:41 pmlet’s say: you’re sitting in a quasi-comfortable monobloc pretending-to-be-a-chair while staring at your otherwise wide lcd screen, and at the corner of your eye, you see a certain entity walk towards your 1-meter cube space and then asks you questions you don’t want to answer, would you be happy? would you answer IT?
sometimes, we are all tested; we find out just how much s&!8t we could actually take. you may not know when it will happen. for you, it may be in a subway, standing beside some guy who smells so bad you want to strangle him until he pass out.
well, today is my day. i don’t usually have violent tendencies, but when i’m pushed to far, i may actually slap somebody until no body part is left unslapped and then go screaming, tearing my hair out of my head.
thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet. but i was thisclose…
and guess how many times the entity walked up to me, seemingly innocent? yes, 20 times, the whole day… asking questions i don’t want to answer, so i was consigned to plastic-fakey smile… and then scratch my nails on my table, like fingernails to a chalkboard… one, two, three… not 21.
twenty-one is pushing me too far, tooclose. 21 is IT.
grrrrr…
One Response to “the number 21”
i think everybody has someone like this at work. and that stinky guy? i think he works out at my gym. he always STINKS so bad i want to douse him in acid to sanitize him.
thanks for visiting, i hope to see you again soon
By no milk on Jun 1, 2007