Please God

If life has taught me nothing else, it has taught me that God definitely has a sense of humor. However, over the last few weeks I have managed to expand my idea on that simple concept. Take it up a notch, if you will.

In earlier posts I have mentioned the HeShe, and her affection for me. Recently, I have found myself in too close quarters with this woman, waaaaaay too often. And, every time I have been anywhere near her, one or more of my coworkers has had uncanny ability to be in the same vicinity. That is hard to do, with as big as the complex is that we work in. I have been a very easy target for quite a bit of teasing from my coworkers. And, although it is funny and helps pass the day, this poor woman still freaks me out and there are so many other ways to pass the day.

Now, what I didn’t mention above, and what any of my friends and family can tell you, is that I am famous for beating a joke to death. I can take anything, make it funny and then almost instantly (okay, not really instantly, actually it is more like painfully drawn out) take it too far or just kill it. So, my new theory is this; God, being all encompassing, has every different sense of humor. And, uses our own on us, for his own amusement. So, God, if you read this (PLEASE DEAR GOD READ THIS) will you please find someone else to torment for a few days. I could really use a rest. Or, if you could at least keep that woman from smacking my ass again, that would be great.