Revenge Will Be Mine!
I'm in a hockey pool at work and a certain someone, let's call her MEV... No, no, that's too obvious... How about 80-Power-Point-Slides-In-A-3-Minute-Presentation-Girl, is beating me. I'm in 8th, and she's in 4th.
I can't tell you how upset this makes me. Now, I admit that I'm a competitive person. Anyone who's played games with me might have noticed the bulging vein that appears on my forehead when I lose. But I've managed to get things under control since my childhood... I no longer cry. Or bite (except Adam, of course, and that's just because he should know better than to win against me)... But this 8th vs. 4th place thing really chaps my cheeks. I can't lose to her! I must win! I must come out on top! I MUST BE VICTORIOUS! MUUHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
(*pant*pant*pant*)
Wow. Um... Yea, so I'm sorry you had to see that... (*scuffing toe*) It's just, well, you know... I want to win.
Um... yea. So, go me! Wahoo!
3 comments:
If you do lose, you can always set her desk on fire. That'll teach her not to mess with you.
-Pants
See, just when I am feeling a little blue, I see a MUUHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA in a blog and it cheers up my whole day. Thanks Frances - you're a peach - and I hope you win.
(And thanks for posting on my blog - I feel loved now.)
:)
Nothing like a bit hate to get the competitive juices flowing. You scare me sometimes.
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