Would Shakespeare even read my missive?

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Have you ever been stuck in a closet?

It’s a question I thought I would posit.

Could you escape in a minute?

Or would you relax and stay in it

Writing to Shakespeare, a sonnet.

(Oliver asked me to tell you that he did get out of the closet very quickly and yes, I need to practice learning how to spell my last name.)

 

THE SUPERVISOR…

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SOME OF YOU HAVE MET OLIVER BEFORE…HE’S ON LOAN TO US FROM THE “MUSEUM OF THE SON WHO HAD TO MOVE AWAY FOR A JOB”.

I THINK THAT HE MAY REMAIN ON DISPLAY HERE…BUT, WITH SON’S BLESSING OF COURSE.

THE MOMENT THAT I GO TO MY DESK TO BEGIN WORKING ON MY “SUPER SECRET PROJECT”, OLIVER JUMPS UP ON SAID DESK AND FINDS THE MOST INCONVENIENT SPOT POSSIBLE TO STRETCH OUT ON. 

HE NEEDS TO BE ABLE TO TOUCH AND FEEL EVERYTHING THAT I PICK UP.

HAVING COMPLETED HIS QUALITY CONTROL CHECK, HE LAYS ON TOP OF THE SMALL ITEMS THAT I NEED TO WORK WITH…I’VE TOLD HIM REPEATEDLY THAT THEY DON’T NEED TO BE WARMED UP TO BE USED.

I ASKED IF, AS MY SUPERVISOR, HE COULD COMPLETE MY QUARTERLY JOB REVIEW FORM.

HE TOOK THE FORM BACK TO HIS OFFICE AND AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER, HE RETURNED IT TO ME.

NOW I’M AFRAID THAT I’M GOING TO BE FIRED…

HE HAD WRITTEN ONLY THREE WORDS ON THE FORM…”YOU’RE LAZY, ZANNYRO.”

NO ONE CAN JUDGE YOU LIKE A CAT.

 

HE FREAKED ME OUT FIRST…

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AFTER OLIVER GOT DONE WRESTLING WITH THE PRACTICE TIGER AND THE MOUSE AND THE DOG, HE WAS KIND OF TIRED. HE WAS GETTING READY FOR  A SNOOZE IN THE SUN WHEN I NOTICED THE EYES BEHIND  HIM…AND THEN I NOTICED HIS EYES…AND THEN I JUST FREAKED OUT!

IT WAS A WHOLE LOT LESS STRESSFUL UP ON THE  SPACESHIP TAKING ALL THOSE TESTS…YOU HAVE TO READ A FEW POSTS BACK TO KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT.

THEY TOLD ME THAT I SCORED 1,700 OUT OF 2 ON MY TESTS.  I GUESS THAT’S A GOOD SCORE BECAUSE THEY GAVE ME THIS REALLY COOL TATTOO. 

I DON’T READ ALIEN WORDS REAL WELL…BUT IT LOOKS LIKE A STRING OF LETTERS….

THESE ARE THE LETTERS….M…O…R…O…N…      I KNOW THAT’S SHORT FOR SOMETHING.

MAYBE “MOST ORIGINAL ROUTE OF NEURONS”…

MAYBE “MAGNIFICENT ORATOR ,..RADIANT NARCISSIST.”

SORRY, I STARTED OUT TALKING ABOUT OLIVER, I DIDN’T MEAN TO MAKE IT ALL ABOUT ME.