2 April 2008

My Desk Is Mine Because It Is Not Yours

To the girl who sat on my desk today,

Please do not sit on my desk.

You have your own desk - as well as your own chair. Sit there. I'm not interested in your ass warmth. If I wanted a warm desk I'd sit on it myself. Or I'd ask someone to do it. Granted I'd probably ask half of the world's population before I ask you, but when I do ask you, it is only then that you can sit on my desk all you want.

And please learn to interpret signals. When the break is over and I'm busy chucking chairs behind you and making noises above what is socially acceptable... it's my subtle way of saying, "Get off my desk you filthy hoebag."

Next time I shall not be as lenient.

May you not sit anywhere near me again.

Sincerely warning you,
The Crazy Authoress

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