Today, a woman who I Iooked forward to Chaucering on my Facebook profile got boring. The quality of her limited scope and narrative no longer amuses me in that easy entertainment kind of way, and during this darkened time of a shuttered Disneyland I can use all the easy enrertainment I can get.
When her wit devolved from monkey-in-a-box to monkey-poop-on-my-shoe, it was finally time to cut her loose. Even my mates were bored with her innate foolishness. I mean, c’mon… she seriously insisted the governor’s Facebook page is where I could find C19 raw data. Oh, how we laughed.
It’ll be difficult to replace her and her willingness to embarrass herself. It’s disappointing when this happens.