I am terrible at making plans. I am always the one that has to cancel or ask folks to move things, and then something else comes up and I have to ask them to change things again. I know this about myself, so what I finally learned to do was tell everyone to make the plans, and then I will find a way to be there. It's so much easier than giving you little pockets of time that I may be able to make something work. And even if I do that, by the time you finally pick a time, something else has already come up. So we are back to square one and I feel like shit.
So with that in mind, the one thing that will make me want to gouge your eyes out with a fork covered in hot sauce is asking me "What time works for you"? I realize that people are just trying to be nice and accommodating, but you have no idea how much that pisses me off. And I know that it's TOTALLY a problem in my brain, but I still want to kill you for asking.
If it's our first time making plans together, I usually try really, really hard to not give in to the urge to blind you with a dirty fork, but I'll be honest, I make no promises.
If you and I have made plans together before, and you know my preferred style is to just be given a day and time, and you still ask when I am free, this is your fair warning that I WILL KILL YOU. I will kill everyone and everything that you care about first, and make you watch, then I will kill you. It will all be done with that Tapatio covered fork.
Before you tell me that I am being unreasonable, I know that. Save your breath for the screaming you will be doing when I pluck your eyeballs out like cocktail onions.
3 comments:
MMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...cocktail onions!
You should use a spork. It sounds more dramatic.
I like where your head's at FanStacia.
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