Me: "Oh come on. How about I fistfight someone and if I win I can stay?"
Them: "No. We will pay you to leave."
I don't think anyone there would enjoy learning about how I (don't) handle change. I've gotten slightly better over the years, but it's still not pretty. I do find these seminar descriptions amusing, though. Just imaging how all these people would react to someone in their midst who spoke openly about dealing with mental issues cracks me up. In my experience, they're generally a bit horrified and want to go elsewhere. I'm not exactly sure why I find this hilarious, but I do. Maybe it's the contrast between what they're expecting and what they'd actually hear. I don't know. Probably no one thinks this is funny but me.
We had to pill the cats again the other day and I have to say, it makes me laugh sometimes. When they're not making my fingers rot off, anyway. Poor Gurgles sat on the floor and retched repeatedly. Widget looked betrayed and then spit up on the wall. Monkey tried to disembowel Patrick. Why do they even give you pills for cats? Really? Everything for cats should be formulated to soak into their skin so you can just dab it on the back of their necks and be done with it.
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| And I leave you with this. Things that are supposed to be motivational (sort of) and aren't. |
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