Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Heroes in a Half Shell

What does it say about me that when my coworker announced "The Shredder's here!" I secretly hoped he was talking about the villain from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I wrestled with myself over whether I would address Shredder cordially, masking my true loathing for him like when world leaders have to meet with Kim Jong Il. I wondered if I'd slap him on the back and casually ask how Bebop and Rocksteady were doing...
OR if I would think about that time that he kidnapped Splinter (like I gave a shit that he snatched April O'Neal every 15 minutes. She sucked.) and would give him an icy "Hello Shredder" (not even a "Master Shredder", just "Shredder") before turning back to my computer...
OR if I would fly into full-on vengeance mode and, the second he crossed the threshold, I'd viciously attack him with the Georgia O'Keefe painting hanging by the door, eliminating two problems at once...

I've never been more disappointed to see a piece of office equipment.

1 comment:

sunflowerrloverr said...

The ending line on that made me giggle loud enough for my boss to ask what I was up to.

...oops?