So, I managed to piss Master off last night. Just enough that he ordered me to change my Fetlife name finally. I know, it's not really a punishment, since I knew it was coming sooner or later that I would not be perfectly pleasing in all things. And besides he thinks it is really funny. I think it is funny too, now that I have gotten over myself. But having him glare at me last night was the worst! I felt like I was 2" tall and like I was the stupidest idiot walking.
What did I do? Well, the new TV remote stopped working and I told him I broke it, and asked could he fix it. We read the little booklet and nothing worked.
Today I called the cable company and they brought us a new one, which works fine. I'm still stuck with my twuntalope Fet. name for the month, so I might as well learn to enjoy it.
I feel a song coming on.
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