It's official--I am going to Hell.


The story is this...


There is a person in my life who is, shall we say, difficult. Our encounters, while often productive and enlightening, can also be fraught with tension. She readily acknowledges that other people have similar dealings with her, but she can't quite see that perhaps she is at least partly responsible for some of the friction.


Our most recent conversation was particularly, um, challenging, and near the end I finally snapped like a dry twig, but even then I did not want to resort to name-calling. Well, that's not true but some part of my forebrain managed to wrest partial control of my mouth from my lizard brain and I did not call her the rhymes-with-witch name I was oh-so-close to calling her. Instead, what I said was, in my best sarcastic tone, "So, do you drive a stick?"


<sound of crickets chirping>


Wha...???? Okay, so that was arcane, even for me! Allow me to explain...The word "stick" is slang or shorthand for "stick shift"--a manual transmission on a car, and this year there is this Halloween card sentiment that is all the rage that makes a word play on this slang. Pictured on the card is a witch or a witch's broom and the sentiment says, "Yes, I drive a stick." When you see such a card, the implication is clear, right? Right? <more crickets> Just me, then. I still don't know why I said this to her instead of any of the holy host of things I could have said, but the look of puzzlement on her face told me immediately she does not look at the same Halloween cards I do (hard to believe, right? Smile ), and she did not pick up on where I was going with that phrase. Instead she replied, extremely annoyed, extremely puzzled but with total honesty and obviously thinking I had lost it, "Why, yes, I do drive a stick. What does that have to do with anything?"


O.M.G.


I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing, which only confused her more.


See? I'm going to Hell.


Aaaaaaaaaanyway, the situation was diffused and we finished our business, but that whole encounter lingered with me. I had a bit of free time this morning (shock!) and instead of spending it working (shock!) I thought I would indulge in some scrap therapy, and the result is this page.


Credits
Lynn Grieveson
Gothic Kit


Katie Pertiet
Ghoulish Ghosts Brushes and Stamps (tombstone)
Grassy Edgers Brushes and Stamps
Grassy Edgers No. 02
Haunted Woodlands Kit
Which Witch Brushes and Stamps


Full Moon: internet download


Font: Burton's Nightmare


Page title is from an old Eagles song.


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