I Have Met The Enemy…

4.Jan.2010

…and she is about 5′ 7″ of pure sarcasm just itching to be aimed point blank at the slightest slip you make.

There was a Christmas gift transaction at work in which I had to play the middleman and transfer funds between people.  When the total charge came through, I thought I’d be cute and demand the total sum be deposited in unmarked ones and fives.  The second after I hit send on that text, my brain immediately reeled with the vision of her sitting there laughing maniacally and avowing that “it was on like Donkey Kong” to no one in particular.  Quickly running through a damage control assessment I realized it was the day before New Years and there was no way she’d be able to get to a bank easily enough before she saw me today.

My assessment skills in damage control suck.  Having completely forgotten about the debacle this morning, she walks into the office and tosses a brown paper bag in my lap.  Sure enough, in the bag is a neatly stacked bundle of ones and fives totaling $548.  At least I hope there’s $548 there, I can’t count higher than 312.

Well played, madam.

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