Feeling Smug About Reading the Room
I knew Theresa would overreact when I borrowed her garbage can
I did it anyway, because I wanted to see her reaction.
My girlfriend Gee, knew about the theft.
She could not stop laughing, realizing who we were dealing with.
Garbage cans go missing all the time here, they are easily replaced.
Theresa did not even get inside her room before she noticed.
She turned and began wailing and screaming.
“Someone stole my garbage can!”
Gee could not look up; she was shaking with laughter.
I felt gleeful, validated.
Knew what I was doing when I took it.
Felt smug.
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