QUOTE(MissMelsWell @ May 22 2007, 02:48 AM) [snapback]1687430[/snapback]
Hmmm, I don't have many secrets, I'm pretty much an open book. I have two secrets that I've been keeping for many years, I'll tell them now.
A co-worker of mine used to take his shoes off at work and run around with his feet stinkin' up the place. I stole one of them from under his desk, then for the next 6 months, took it with me everywhere and took pictures of his sneeker at various locations with a cell phone camera and sent the pictures back to him through an anonomous yahoo.com mail account. He was PO'd and was the type to find NO humor in it. After torturing him for 6 months, I threw his shoe away in a dumpster, took a picture, and watched his head explode the next day at work. He never had a clue it was me.
The other secret was also at work. I worked for a TERRIBLE borderline abusive company who'd allowed 55K customers loan data to be stolen after a network break in, they refused to report it to the state and SEC which they were required by law to do. Since they refused to tell their customers their personal information had been stolen I had a blow out with the CEO, and quit. Two months later, I sent him a Mickey Mouse watch, for his Mickey Mouse company.... and put the return address on it from the local TV station. I hear through the grapevine he was sweatin' like the PIG he is for a couple of weeks.
MissMels, you have gained my full respect.

. You rock, Ma'am.
Guess I got to come out with a secret now. I am a compulsive procrastinator. I put everything off until I can't possibly put it off anymore. It is my worst trait. Especially anything concerning paperwork and/or big comapanies and bureaucracies... like the child support office, the medical insurance company, the kids's school, etc.. I positively loathe paperwork, and the fact that I have to write a novel everytime I have some kind of interaction with these companies. I sometimes have to create a happy place in my mind when I am dealing with one of these atrocious groups. I picture myself as a cross between Heidi and a recluse militia woman

, living in the country on 1,000 heavily guarded acres

, growing my beans and tomatoes, chopping my firewood, and fishing, with no need for modern society, blissfully free of @#^%& PAPERWORK. It gets me through the moment.
Edit: Assault Rifle Guy and Ninja Guy were just REALLY called for in there