Hey God. Can I have word with you?
OhMyGoditsGod: I figured you would want to.
When I moved to Boston, I thought it was going to be a great time of my life. If my plans had come through all the good stories of my life would have started with "when I moved to Boston in 2008...".
OhMyGoditsGod: You kids and your little plans. If I let you run your life, then what the fuck do you think I am doing up here?
But you are God. Aren't you supposed to be bigger than this? You can't be upset with someone like me just because I made plans without consulting with you.
OhMyGoditsGod: I am not upset. I mess with you just for fun. You are my diversion from the world's real problems, you self-indulgent idiot.
But did you have to screw everything up for me? I am now without a boyfriend, soon without a job, no savings and I am going back to live with my parents for a while. It couldn't get any worse, could it?
OhMyGoditsGod: Of course, it could.
How?
OhMyGoditsGod: Well, you could die or something.
I thought you said worse.
OhMyGoditsGod: Do you have any more plans you want me to go over? **Wicked grin**
No Sir. I give up. You kicked my ass. Now could you go focus on someone else for a while?
OhMyGoditsGod: So long kid. Till we meet again.
Take your time. Please.
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