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Wherever you are, it sounds like a dangerous place. I mean, rotten fruit flying around? I'm getting anxious just thinking about it.
Here is my solution for you: take that pear off your shoulder! And then dab some cold water and soap to remove the stain. If the stain is still noticeable, put on a sweater or fashion large shoulder shoulder plates out of printer paper, place them over the stain and tell people it is "all the rage in Europe right now" and then refuse to speak to anyone for the rest of the day.
I wouldn't test this finicky cat with a rotten pear, I would probably just throw it away. -
I mean, sure? As long as you are cool with me wearing a Vaseline mask to bed every night and going on daily beer and meat runs, I think we would get along. Oh! You also have to get me the recipe for Brooklyn Star's brussel sprouts. That's pretty much all it takes.
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People mess up my name so frequently that I don't even notice it anymore. I most often get called "Marie" or by my last name "Lara." I can see why people would call me those two things since, in the case of "Marie," I don't pronounce my name with any Spanish trill and "Lara" is a fairly uncommon Hispanic last name in America (as opposed to Lopez, Gonzalez, etc.) and is mostly known in the US as a first name. So, I mean, whatevs.
The junk mail versions of my name are always messed up, usually because my name is long. "Mariamerced" is probably the worst one that I've seen.
It is funny because when people mess up my name it doesn't really bother me. One woman at my work has insisted on calling me "Marie" so I've given up on correcting her. The only thing that annoys me is that when I tell people my name is "Maria" they immediately start belting out "Maria" from West Side Story, or some other "Maria" song. Or, if they are in their mid-thirties and Hispanic, they start singing the theme song from the popular telenovela starring a young Thalia called "Maria Mercedes." UGH! Now that is the worst.
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