I resolve to deliver some of the red sludge in my innards to the faucet of everyone who wants a nice, clean bath.
well, missed the title. so i thought it was stephen king. 2007 is starting out no different.
Pam, i hope you’re going back to work today because home isn’t serving you well at all. I hate to say it.
Jo, I think you are right. At home, there’s this zone where time has no meaning. I get wrapped up in pointless video games, and then wonder where the day went. And the household appliances conspire against me. Work is safer.
Don’t be fooled. That is exactly what the water heater wants you to think, so that it can plot against you in comfort. You’re not one of those who still believe electricity was invented for our convenience, are you? All those lines connecting the appliances together. What? You thought they couldn’t communicate through them? Even now the fluorescent bulbs over your head are reporting your every move back home. Your toaster, taking it all in, becoming more and more bitter about the crumbs.
Aaaaaagh! We’re surrounded! Although I do think the coffeemaker is on our side.