I did it. I just switched chairs. I got my beloved chair back!
I saw the chair stealer guy and the guy who's office they were in walk to another office. I waited a few minutes and they didn't reappear. Then I rented me a set of brass balls (Gonads R Us! We rent by the hour!) and went and got my chair back.
And my heart is still racing from the fear of getting caught and having to try to explain why I'm playing musical chairs.
Not that I should have to defend myself or anything. It's just a stupid chair. It's not even that great a chair. It's just better than the other chairs and...
God, I'm such a dork.
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High Vibration Parenting
2 years ago
sure, it sounds so reasonable when you put it that way. i'll have to remember that the next time this happens (because i'm sure this won't be the last time). maybe i should hang a sign from the chair that says 'this chair has cooties. sit on it at your own risk'.
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