Calling Satan

Yikes !!! Yes … there are three people I have left to talk to about this.

At least three remaining for receiving one of the in-person talks before my ffs.

Afterwards … information will be conveyed via informal talks, e-mails, billboards, infomercials, telemarketers, spam … whatever and whenever.

But the next up for an in-person experience is …

SATAN !!!!!!!

Krap. I’m so not looking forward to this one. Not because I don’t think she’ll be kewl with things … because after I’m eventually able to convince her I’m telling the truth and not working a goon … I expect that she’ll be a supportive friend. At least I hope.

No … what I’m not looking forward to is the huge risk of undesired disclosures that I anticipate will occur if she remains true to her nature as gossip central.

I’ve wanted to tell her before, but everyone was quick to assert … You Can’t Tell Satan !!!!! She can’t keep a secret !!!

Now, she claims lack of intent in her passing of information. That it is usually inadvertant … just slips out. But this is the same woman who also makes claim of superior intelligence, conveys a feeling of condensation with a mere look and views both Shaft and I as inferior life forms. Her claims of no intent are nothing but a ruse … she knows what she’s doing. She passes information to people she knows she shouldn’t or she’ll suggest information she knows she shouldn’t in ways that it can be ascertained because she likes doing it.

Anyway, I’m borrowing her husband for a few days to keep an eye on me during my ffs, and he rightfully doesn’t want to lie to her about where he’s going to be. So … I’ve gotta tell this apparent descendant of Marconi the scoop. Shaft is adament he can maintain control, that she won’t leak the news before I want it leaked. But the likelihood of that happening … very, very slim.

So if you’re at home, surfing the web, your phone rings and when you pick it up … there is a hissy, evil sounding voice on the other side and it states … “Pssst, Joe Hairdy is a transsexual.” … just say … “Oh, Hi Satan, I was expecting your call, and yes, I already know.” 🙂