New Saga Title: The Remix Of The Ring Must Be Returned! (a Continuing Update For Fans!)

As any good journalist would do, a current follow-up on today's activities is needed. I had told this person of many tunes to keep in touch and consider me as close as one of his Marlboro's during this week, so that I could always know the status of MY RING. It is MY RING, and I have the documentation, along with many photographs to prove it............I've worn it for nine years.............but some have it on record as............."his grandmother's ring"............."his mother's ring".................and God knows.................."perhaps a new victim's ring."


But alas, my cigarette has gone MIA. And just when I sent him two emails explaining in very simple details the process...........again.............on how to mail/return the ring to me by the deadline: MONDAY, JULY 12............which is tomorrow. I wanted to give this man -- whose brain may have become remixed over the years with liquor, ecstacy, or cigarettes --  an explanation of the importance of "follow-through," a concept I'm not sure he studied while getting his doctorate!!! Yet, he unbelievably has not returned my contact.  (Yes, and, I who remain unemployed, have 12 Nobel Prizes in Literature hanging above my sofa -- a record I believe -- and yet I can't seem "to buy" a job where I live!) lol


Ever have a bad rash? Yes, it's a most disgusting thing. Well, I am one, until I, of course, get what I want: (turn down the volume and listen carefully).............I GET MY RING BACK!  So, as a writer (or not! ha!), I'll have to continue my deluge of writing messages until a return email is sent. It's still early afternoon in the good 'ole USA, so heck, there's still plenty of time for an update.................even if he's hung over from the night before from drinking too much or flirting too much or whatever turning of the tables he may do and can't read the computer quite yet. So, wait, there could still be an update to come.......yet on Sunday. 

My intent was simple: people who generally cannot follow-through on anything must be treated like children...................reminders, reminders, reminders. And then, since occupational hazards may have made him deaf where he's not answering his phone, I decided to give him lots of "mental heads-up messages" to get his brain fully prepared to actually complete an assignment as he must on Monday..............which is TOMORROW, just in case he's not near a calendar and can't understand his phone/computer.


So, dear, "Madein" Mail Service Demand, please respond to my email. I want to be close to your cigs................because our RING of commitment goes way beyond rhythm. It's about the beat.....................you beating your feet to the mail delivery service on Monday and getting my ring securely in the mail, then sending me the confirmation information.............because after all, one can never trust people online, now can they? ha!


Again, the ring must be returned on Monday.............that's tomorrow............in whatever country you're in!    
trappedwithoutbars trappedwithoutbars
46-50, F
2 Responses Jul 11, 2010

Nah, it was a joke! I was trying to act like a fraud would............tell you a million lies. Am I really that good at it? Moon, I'm sorry, I have a very dry sense of humor. I love making people laugh. First, I'm not sure if anyone has ever won 12 Nobel prizes.............and if they have, I doubt they'd be hung over their living room sofa! I do apologize...............I never meant to mislead.............I was trying to pretend to be someone else, I never meant for you to believe that! I don't have even one Nobel...............never even been close! ha!

Are you saying yo have won 12 Nobel prizes?