Fucking Engineers
Or, as I put it to Mr. Anyabeth, Gerome got a clefted chin today.
It is a little itty bitty dent. So small that I am sure that J would have never ever noticed it. But I am a terrible liar. And when he did notice it I would have confessed having kept it from him in the sad and pitiful tones of a mother who drowned a litter of kittens because she could not afford the milk for them to eat but told her first grader that they went to a farm to play with cows.
Holy crap, run on sentence.
I had a little adventure parking at the mall today. A little adventure where Gerome got a little bitty dent (CHIN CLEFT) from a great big cement pole.
It is possible that I misjudged how large the parking space was.
It is also possible that the idiots who designed the parking garage were fools and put a cement pole in a stupid and DANGEROUS place.
I will let you decide which possibility you believe.
I am sure you are just puzzled about which one I prefer.
Fucking engineers.