Thursday, January 15, 2009

The Chair

This is one of the chairs in the waiting room of my shrink's office. It's a deep chocolate brown and the seat has beautiful cracks in it. The arms have been purposely beached to make it look old. Only some of the yellowed parts of the arms have perfectly symmetrical little round dots on it, which makes me think it was done by someone who wasn't as anal-retentive as I am and didn't pay attention to the droplets.

I always sit in it and then try to figure out how to steal it.

This might possibly explain why I'm in therapy.

End of chat.

13 comments:

  1. If you carve your initials into it and then claim immunity due to some psychological pressure, he may give it to you. Go ahead. Try it. Let me know how that goes...

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  2. See even by your OWN admission, you don't need TWO chairs.

    GIMME MY RED CHAIR BACK, YOU MOLL!

    Boss O xxxx

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  3. Maybe you should pee on it to make it your own. That's what a cat would do. I'm sure your therapist has seen stranger behavior.

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  4. Come to the office earlier than usual, put the chair in your purse, go back to your car and leave the chair in your trunk. Then go back at your regular time and ask where the chair is - to throw suspicion off of you. Easy.

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  5. I do like it, keep working on how you can steal it.

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  6. just ask your doctor to leave it in his will to you...just in case one of his clients offs him or something :) just sayin'

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  7. I'll help you steal it. It's niiiiiice.

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  8. I see my readers have good taste. I guess the haters are afraid of me.

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  9. Anonymous5:08 PM

    Suzy,
    Is it possible to ask the shrink where the chair was purchased? Perhaps we can find one for you.
    Aloha,
    MJ
    P.S. If the shrink doesn't know where the chair came from, maybe the shrink needs a couch.

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  10. New here... thanks for the laughs...

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  11. The trick to stealing a chair is pretending that walking out of the office with it is exactly what you're supposed to be doing. I did that with a recliner once when I was in college. We hauled it down the elevator, dragged it to a loading bay and dumped it off the receiving dock into the trunk of my car. I have no idea what I could possibly have been thinking, but I blame it on being in my 20's. :)

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