*Pokes self with coffee spoon.
*Pinches cheek.
*Friend who drove car last Monday pinches me cheek.
*Bitchslaps friend who drove car last Monday.

Q.E.D.

I'm still on earth, prim as a donkey. My manager, who usually treats me like a cabinet, now passes by my table for some chat.

After that Sliding Doors episode, I'm back. Unless I am in The Sixth Sense.

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