I've tried to write this sentence with some kind of sensible order several times now. However I do it this time is how it stays:
Once, while doing a french internship whereby I taught people with "emotional troubles" how to work with clay to make little emotionally troubled looking pots, I offered one of my colleagues, a chocolate from a little box of 4 I had purchased for myself. I showed her which 2 were my favourites. She said "oooh well, I'll take one of you favourites." and then proceeded to do just that. Now there are several ways of viewing this whole thing.
A. What kind of a hammerbag would be offered a chocolate and then take the favourite of the offerer, rather than humbly choosing one that was undesired since they should be grateful to even be getting a free chocolate? What a crocklicker!
B. What sort of a toolpouch would be pissed that someone would take their favourite chocolate instead of being glad that the offeree would get to share in the rich experience of getting to try a good chocolate? What a canbiter!
C. What type of a wrenchsack would offer chocolates to anyone when they only had 4 and only 2 of them were any good? What a traymuncher!
I wonder if I should go get some chocolate?
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Go get some chocolate you canbiter.
I did but it was cheap and it sucked. I should have shared it with some screwbagnibbler so I could feel like a big man.
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