For some bizarre reason (perhaps because I am a silly goose), I feel the need to have multiple pretend pets. My roommates have actually bought in to the idea and they now talk about our pretend pets in a charming way. Keep in mind we are ages 22, 28 and 31.
The first pets we adopted are actually the two biggest pyramids that we can see from our balcony. We named them Elliott Gordon and Princess Dandyridge Brandywine. Every morning, as soon as we walk into the living room, we all go out on the balcony to say hello to them. Unfortunately, they are not always there. Sometimes (or many times) the smog hides them from us! It used to be very upsetting, but we now approach the situation positively. The exciting news from proud pet owners: Elliott Gordon and Princess Dandyridge Brandywine are now working for the Weather Network as air quality control specialists! When we can see them from our balcony, we know it will be a good air quality day (we can breath, it doesn’t look like it’s going to thunderstorm, etc). When we can’t see them, we know it’s going to be a bad air quality day (air conditioned apartment may be the best bet). It’s a wonderful system :)
Our third pet is actually our elevator. We did not get to name him because he already had a name – Otis! I told you a little about Otis before – about his crazy ways of operation with the annoying elevator doors and inability to stop at every floor. Well, I must say, he has grown on us and now we consider him family :) We never knew how old he was until the other day, when we went to a swanky apartment building and realized that Otis’s great, great, great, great grandson is working there. Also named Otis, his grandson is brilliant and efficient! We are trying to recruit his grandson to our apartment building for a little family teamwork!
Our fourth and final pet is actually our voltage converter, which allows us to use our American appliances in Egypt. Our voltage converter also came with a name, JESS-PC. We call her JESS for short. JESS is a reliable pal, or was a reliable pal, until she started on fire yesterday. While belting out to Justin Timberlake and getting ready for our staff party, we noticed a funny smell in the apartment. This was not alarming at first, because funny smells are no longer a surprise to us. The smell kept getting stronger and stronger until the point where we declared it: the smell of burning wires! At this point, we looked around the apartment at all of our electrical outlets. I would say there was some panicking. Then we saw IT. Smoke coming from JESS! The smoke was coming out quite fast and we unplugged her from the wall as small flames started coming out of the venting system. Poor JESS. We had to exchange her at Radio Shack last night and now we are extremely puzzled as to whether we should carry on as usual (like when your parents replace your dead goldfish with a new one), or we recognize her demise and pretend it’s her sister! Hmmm……..suggestions are welcome :)
Four pets seems like a lot. But really, they are all so helpful :) Who knows, by the end of this morning I could have two more pets! I am home alone and about to use the iron and washing machine for the first time!!!
I really am a silly goose! The art teacher at school has started to call me her “little turkey”!
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Poor Otis. Having to carry all that weight on his shoulders...xo
just one word....spoony
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