The message I left was businesslike and respectful, giving the agent the information she needed without sounding angry, upset, condescending, or arrogant. There was a chipper, nearly sweet lilt to my tone.
All the while, I was making THIS FACE:
That may actually be an exaggeration. After all, it's hard to hold one's jaw in that position while talking. I also may or may not have been making stabbing motions with my pen.
I know this isn't a real post, but I'm working up to resuming my blogging duties, I promise. ^_^
When it gets like that for me, I just tell myself secretly that everything that I say from that point onwards is sarcastic, and I can be mocking them in my head without them ever realising!
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Dear god, child. I haven't yet seen a pic on this blog that looks like you! Well, other than the "super hero" post ones. : ) The one with the fan is my absolute favorite and the one that looks *exactly* like you.
ReplyDeleteNext time, *I'm* wielding the camera.
Still lovin' the hair cut btw, even though it's a bit . . . umm . . mussed here.
love,
Your Ever Helpful and Loving Mother
Ahh! Remind me to never piss you off especially if looks start killing.
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