frustration

I got this transcript from Prince Charming today, he is in the process of quitting chewing (again) and had a ‘lil mood swing. I thought I’d be a nice, sympathetic wife, and share his frustration with the world. You know, ’cause I’m nice like that:

My Buddy from work comes up to me today…we had a dialog:

Buddy: “Hey Prince Charming, how’s your day?”

PC: “Well, I’d complain, but it wouldn’t do either of us any good”

Buddy: “Well, remember to be optimistic”

PC: “You know….I’ve been praying to a fake god for optimism for almost a decade. My dream job turned out to be a working as a nerd in the basement for a bunch of tree hugging hippies in a desolate canyonland in the dead of winter. So, I’ll tell you what, if you can find this optimism creature, I’d love to have sex with it and make little optimistic babies with it so we can spread the damn wealth around.”

Nice, hon…

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