so I totally stole this from a friend of mine. I don’t think it’s true in my case. I don’t thing people see me at all. I firmly believe that if I were gone no one would notice.
On Sunday, at work, the tornado alarm went off and we had to go in the stairwell. It really hit home for me that, well, I have no one at home that would miss me if the tornado hit. Huskies are fickle, so Stormie wouldn’t miss me for long.
Fat Catstard would more than likely go back to his real Flerken family and soon forget about me.
If something happened to me at home the cat would eat my face and no one would notice for weeks.
So I really don’t think others think anything about me at all. I don’t say this to garner sympathy, I’ve lived my life this way. For better or worse this is who, where and what I am.
