Time: 1:46 p.m.
Date: Monday, September 8
Location: My Office
Scenario: Sitting at my desk, working away on a photo gallery for the Website, I am listening to music, working, and minding my own business. Unbeknownst to me, a predator is lurking just outside my office door. Before I have time to react, a foam toy dart soars over my computer monitor and hits me directly in the forehead. Office War has been declared.
This happened yesterday. I was repeatedly assaulted by my boss, dealing with blows to the eye, mouth (known here in the office as a “moosh”), jugular, and various other body parts. Knowing that the only good defense is a good offense (do I have that backward?), I was forced to obtain the means to engage in warfare. As such, at the age of 26, I purchased my first Nerf toy. I am now the proud owner of this big yellow gun that sits propped against my desk, within hand reach but out of eyesight.
Let the wars rage.
