Anatomy of a Bad Day

Hello my dear friends. Sit back, relax, I have a little story to tell you...

Picture it, a brisk January day in Upstate New York (by brisk, I mean bone chilling). The captor had spent the night before having dinner with a friend. They dined at one of the captor's favorite little neighborhood places because, dinner aside, they make a mean black forest cake. After dinner the captor, being full from her meal but not wanting to miss out on the cake, ordered a piece to go. She returned home, had a tiny taste of the cake (incredible), then wrapped it up to save as a special treat the next day. Fast forward to later the next day. After a rather long and typically stressful day at work, the captor, knowing she would have to stop at the grocery store on the way home, jotted down a quick shopping list. Having a whole new set of bosses, which comes with a whole new set of rules, quirks and idiosyncrasies; along with a whole new set of a$$es to kiss, always left the captor exhausted at the end of the day. Tired but relieved to be leaving work, the captor bundled up and headed out to warm up the car. While waiting for the car to warm, the captor made a mental "to do" list of what was left before she could put a bow on this day. Suddenly, a smile came across her face. Her mind flashed on that little slice of black forest cake waiting here at the prison for her. Off to the grocery store, bring in the trash cans, clear the snow from the driveway.  "Just get it done" the captor said to herself, "you're not going to want to do it tomorrow either". Put the groceries away, take out something for dinner, throw a load of laundry in the wash. Done, done and done! The captor headed upstairs to change into her comfy clothes. This day was finally drawing to a close. She put on her slippers, set up a TV tray, got a glass of water, pulled out a plate and fork. Only then did she notice a note on the counter from the other captor. It read simply, "Wow, thanks for the cake, It was Delicious"!

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