And just like that, there I was.
Now you’re probably wondering where I was.
Well, I was between a rock and a harder rock.
I wasn’t sure what to say, that is.
And whenever this professor isn’t sure what to say, he just stares at you like a dumb mouse.
This is a Mouse. Period. Don’t correct me.
(And just for kicks and gurgles…look at this moose…)
Well, anyways and a sum, like I was saying, I was between a rock and a very hard rock…
She looked at me. “Well, well, well?!”
And I said the only thing you can say when you’re being pressured. “I haven’t quite decided yet.”
“Decided?!” she almost shrieked. “You’re not making sense! I asked you, ‘How are you today?’ and you said ‘I haven’t quite decided yet.’ How could you not know how you are?! Hmm?!”
And then I yelled. Just a bit, mind.
“Look here,” I said, “I’m not sure how I am and that’s a valid response. I’m not sure how I am because the world is going a bit nuts at the moment. I’m not sure how I am because I ran into you and I really don’t want to see you at all. In fact, I wouldn’t want to see you if it had been a good day. Imagine how bad it is to see you on a bad day. I merely said I wasn’t sure because I didn’t want to be honest and hurt your feelings and because I didn’t want to label the day bad yet. But you have forced my hand and you have forced me to make up my mind. So here it is in a coconut-shell: I don’t like you, I don’t like this world, and I’m having a really dreadful day. Now, good day.”
As I walked away I considered my use of “now, good day”. It probably should have been have “now, bad day”, huh?
Anyways.
Moral: Bad days are bad days. Accept them. Grow from them. Hate them. And swear plenty.
The Punchy Lands! 