My church offers no absolutes, she tells me 'worship in the bedroom' in Happy trails from DE

6am this morning and I’m tired and grumpy.

I’ve already been at it since 5 and it’s a particularly difficult morning in the kitchen. My boss gets to work, stands in his doorway and gestures for me to come into his office.

He tells me he was thinking all night about how he refused my 2 days off and feels bad because I was visibly upset by it. He says he’s not a bad guy and wants us to be friends again so he tells me we’ll look at the schedule together to find my replacement. I’m still mad. I say fine, but you do know I was calling out regardless. Yes, he says.

A couple hours later I’m at my station decorating some cake slices and comes up real close
what would happen if I came into work with a collar and a leash and you walked me around like a dog
Inside I’m not phased by this. I don’t know if hes trying to shock me but this doesnt. 
I think its wildly inappropriate, I say.
ok then what if I put the collar and leash on you
Still wildly inappropriate I say. Finally speaking up. You’re the boss, you shouldn’t even be saying these things to me
what if it was outside of work
No.
what if I wasnt your boss
No.
do you find me attractive?
No. 
so in the past few days you’ve managed to curse me out, hate me, and to top it all off you dont even find me attractive and he walks away.

I cant wait to get out of here and see if my saint dymphna statue arrived at my house. I’ve got a nice spot for her and I will pray to her every night to smite his disgusting ass. What’s that you say? That’s not how this works? Prayers aren’t even a thing? Well, I suppose not. But no one else is listening so I might as well start petitioning the saints. Atleast one of them have to hear me, I’m sure of it. 

Besides, even if shes not in the smiting business she’s quite lovely to look at and I enjoy her story. 

I also have to compile my new books list. Today is payday and I’ve had 0 to read (besides my questionable kindle books) so I’ve been getting stir crazy.

There’s still some king on my list that I need to finish and I’ll have his complete lifes work. I’m in no rush, I dont want him to end. I do go back and reread his older novels, however.
Sometimes I think about how old hes getting and it makes me terribly depressed. How many more can he push out in his lifetime? I hope it never ends.

Note to self: pray to saint dymphna for Stephen kings soul to become immortal.

Actually, maybe saint rita. She is the patroness of impossible causes and I’m not sure how possible immortality is. Regardless, I’m hopeful. 

Current mood: smitey
Current music: cafe TV droning on