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Monday, June 20, 2011

Can someone give me permission to go home now?

OMG.  Michael traumatized me via movie again.  Since it was Father's Day yesterday and he's a pretty excellent father to our child, I didn't feel I could tell him "no" when he requested I watch Devil with him last night.  But hello?  Nothing scarier than a movie about being trapped on an elevator with the devil on a murderous rampage.

Wait, no, I'm wrong.  What's scarier is when you have nightmares all night about getting murdered on an elevator yourself after watching Devil and then you go to work the next morning and get trapped on the effing elevator.  

It was only for a few minutes, but I was literally shaking and short of breath with tears rolling down my face by the time I walked off the elevator and into my office.  

I escaped that death cage just in time to run down the hall and pretend I had my isht together enough to have a conference call with one of the partners at my firm.  

True story.  Shouldn't someone give me the rest of the day off now?

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