Today when I came into work I was wearing my blue jacket I wear for my scooter. I walked up to my computer, pulled open the drawer next to it and pulled out my pink sweater that I wear everyday at work because the A/C is always on so high. I realized I am Mr. Rogers. I come in the same jacket everyday and change into the same sweater when I get to work. I told that to Brad and he pointed out that I had even taken off my shoes like Mr. Rogers does. (we were sharing scars, weird, I know) So there it is, I am Mr. Rogers.
4 comments:
You forgot to mention another similarity to Mr. Rogers except that you already live in your own Imaginary World. Maybe thats how Mr. Rogers died, he got trapped in his own imaginary world and couldn't get back
what's wrong with being a creature of habit? i find it quite invigorating
you need a train that takes you to a land full of hand puppets. That's what I would do.
-TANTI SALUTI D'Italia!
Italia ti ha salutato! (Sono gelosa.)
Today I brought in a polar fleece blanket for the work that I was doing in the breakroom where there's a wall unit AC and I was still freezing. There have got to be laws against this!
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