Grievance

The talking to continued; she amused herself by thinking that a “come to Jesus” meeting should at least have robes (if not baskets of snacks to feed the multitudes). But, alas, this was a basic, minimalist, no food affair centered on her lack of interest in doing volunteer work. She almost asked how much it paid, but knew that’d go poorly. Instead, she waited it out. At the end, when the time had arrived to speak to the grievance, she would remind them that she could barely pass for human let alone well-behaved most days and she would suggest they go out for pizza. It would blow over (until the next time) and no one would catch her “passing for human” reference. Earthlings. You should have annihilated them before now, but they’re so darn cute!