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When I got the job at Apple in IT or something,

  • When I got the job at Apple in IT or something, they gave me a tiny egg box & said I could store my eggs in the staff fridge in the kitchenette for a rainy day. The egg harvester
  • really creeped me out though. Whenever I walked by that contraption at work, I had to distract myself by thinking happy thoughts and singing. Not eggsactly inconspicuous, but
  • the it just kept me sane during the brief interval when I passed by the machine & it began to whirr & clatter, as he camera eyes tracked me. My bosses copier/hall monitor recognize
  • the slight twinkle in my eyes. It takes me but a moment to realize that it is staring into my soul and sucking it in. I didn't understand
  • but somehow knew. With that soul-searing gaze, I had found my spirit animal. I paid homage to him, bringing him finely minced carrots, and making him a crown of twigs. The Rabbit.
  • Not the most impressive of Spirit animals, perhaps.. But he embodies me perfectly. The fleetness of foot. The short stature. The rampart over fertility.. Truely, the rabbit was-
  • fertile. With the rabbit as my spirit animal I had to return to my stinking tribe. They would ridicule me for my sweet, furry spirit animal. They had wolves, bears, coyotes.
  • My rabbit, named Bernard, was giving his rabbit of approval to organic foods. He would only eat organic. My tribe didn't do that so diligently. They ate too much junk food daily!
  • So Bernard Bunny stormed into the fast food joint and caused an uproar the likes of Jesus at the money-changers' stalls. He knocked over the fry machine and kicked in the soda foun
  • tain. He called them fat mongers and chased out the children. He was tossed in jail for disturbing the peace but McDonalds did create a healthy option name after him, the BB salad.

2 Comments

  1. Rebbie Mar 08 2017 @ 16:24

    Oh make so much sense now! Thanks for the link!

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