Thursday, March 3, 2011

To 31

I would like to have an extra one.

But then you’ll be 31, how would that make everyone else feeel?

Well I don’t care, this is my personal growth goal. 31cm.

Well the surgery could be very painful.

I’ve got distinctly elastic polymers, I’ve made enquiries. I have a quote.

Let me see that. And who will look after you in recuperation?

I’ve met someone who has their own pencil case.

Well, that was good timing.

Look, it’s not that 30cm hasn’t been enough, or that I feel underused, I’ve just always seen myself as longer.

We can’t advise it and I’ve never treated anyone through elongation therapy before. Please let me know once you’ve returned, I’ll clear my other patients.

Of course.



Livinia?

Oh I’ve been trying to get your recipes into some sort of order. Could you clean me out, I’m chockers.

You know I don’t expect you to do these, you can’t punch all day and then keep going once you’re home, what would everyone say tomorrow, that I don’t know how to keep you?

Are you just worried about your operation?

A little.

You know they’ll have to melt you and re-print your markings, what if they get some millimeters off, I mean you’d never make it back to the draft table and you know they’ll figure something’s up.

I think it’ll give me the edge.

Well I’ll always think you’re perfect.

Did you see the paper clip link up today, what were they doing? Lassoing poor sharpie like he hasn’t had enough trouble since yesterday.

I know who leaves the cap off all afternoon, I mean do you want to buy another one that quickly.

He was just settling in too.

I’ve been invited on inventory.

You haven’t! Well that means you’ll be replenished!

I know, little hole punches running around and me teaching them their first line ups, how to spot an A4, how to survive a foolscap, what folders to just steer clear of. It’s a real leg up.