The Junior Accountant still lives at home and, as her name suggests, is a junior accountant. She’s had the nickname sloth for a few years now, which I think is self-explanatory. She hates change with a passion and blames the reverse psychology I used on her and The Apprentice as children (to get them to eat their vegetables) as the reason for her determination to cut off her nose to spite her face. I don’t let that deter me from trying to make her healthier – I just have to be a bit sneakier in my methods.
If anything ever happened to me Junior Accountant would have no trouble caring for her younger siblings in a motherly role. Unfortunately, she’s a big softie and spoils them way too much. During a recent conversation about how much she spoils them, I said, ‘I can’t wait for you to have kids so I can spoil them and then return them to you.’
To which she replied, ‘I plan to send my kids to you for discipline!’
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