I'm not one of those people who gets shoutie when it gets stressful, I just keep my head down, try and manage the problem and get us through it with the least amount of casualties. But at the end of the day, the problem lies at my feet, so my world has become quite intense.
The situation has not been lost on my production assistant who, yesterday, asked me how I was going.
'I want to stab myself.'
'Would that be with a blunt or a sharp knife?'
'Sharp.'
'Is that worse than a blunt? Cause I reckon a blunt would hurt more.'
'Sharp is more life threatening.'
'So when you only want to stab yourself with a banana, things are getting better?'
'I am looking forward to the day when I want stab myself with a banana.'
Sometime around August.
4 comments:
Stress can be really bad, young lady. You take care of yourself.
Bring on the days when you want to stab yourself with an ice-cream cone.
You're beautiful, Tinman. Pleased to report that, hopefully, I will be down grading the sharp knife to a blunt one.
Chin up, babe girl. And I can think of waaaay better stress relieving blunt objects to 'stab' yourself with.
Heh! Of course !
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