I Hate Me, part 499,103

I live in the house that my wife grew up in. There are a few heirlooms that a museum style protection is given to. Highest on that list is “the jelly closet”, a large cabinet in the dining room that is full of family treasures. No drinks will ever sit on it, even with a coaster. There is also an old red stool in the kitchen that I thought was on the heirloom list as well. I even imagined a back story where Carrie’s dad brought it back with him from the war, a souvenir liberated from Hitler’s bunker. This goddamned stool is always in my way. I’ve bumped into it and tripped over it’s legs more times than I care to mention. I had grown to hate this thing, it sits there stoic like some zen master only to move right behind me when I’m not looking. I had gingerly mentioned to Carrie my hatred for the stool and how I had to defer to it because of the family history attached to it. She gave me a kind patronizing look that one would give to slow people and explained that she bought the stool years ago and that I even helped her move it to this house, to the best of her knowledge neither of her parents were ever aware of the stool and she was a little worried that I had such hatred for an inanimate object. I heard these things but in my mind I heard “Alright stool, you’re not protected. It’s on!”. The next morning as I was getting my coffee, I turned around and bumped into the stool. I lashed out with a feeble kick, really hurting my big toe but I knocked over the stool. Victory. The victory was short lived as the falling hated stool knocked over another stool that I was fairly ambivalent about which had a small stack of records and cd’s on it, these went flying all over the kitchen table knocking over pretty much everything. “hey asshole, pick me up” It was the red stool, I had entered into my own private Twilight Zone. Not really, I just cleaned everything up and felt like an idiot.

my nemesis

my nemesis

    • galbacco
    • August 5th, 2014

    That isn’t a stool, it’s a lunar landing module…

    • foxycotic
    • August 6th, 2014

    could also be a prototype of an imperial probe droid
    they do make sounds

      • galbacco
      • August 6th, 2014

      Definitely go with that theory. Perhaps an appearance in Episode VII?…

        • foxycotic
        • August 7th, 2014

        I can already imagine the opening crawl…

        After a period of peace the number of separatists seems to be growing again. Quietly the dark forces are gathering.
        It is rumored that during the last big battle, a prisoner of war and forced worker on the death star managed to escape and take a prototype of an imperial probe droid, the RED STOOL, with him. The droid was passed on to the next generation as a precious and cherished heirloom without being aware of the danger the probe contains:
        Before his death chancellor Palpatine hid secret information in the stool that – falling into the wrong hands – could put the dark side in a powerful position with enough resources to strike back immediately.
        Once again the Jedi Knights are struggling to maintain peace and freedom in the galaxy…

    • Spank
    • August 6th, 2014

    heh heh …………. stool.

  1. No trackbacks yet.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s