Admonishment!

Admonishment (PM xi)

She sat across from me behind

her small desk in a large

office.

I didn't know what to make of

her,

and I knew she didn't know

what to expect from me.

The Human Rights Lady,

I had been ordered to visit

he today on account of

something I had said to a

co-worker,

something like he should kill

everyone if we pissed him off

so much.

I was only kidding, sort of,

but I had said it loud enough

for a weasel bitch in the office to

hear.

I had been made an example and

I just wanted to get this over

with,

before I git fed up and killed

someone!

She told me why I was there

and why I had to learn to

be careful of what I said.

I stifled the urge to start

an argument and agreed I should not have said it,

but,

it was a small station where

I knew everyone,

and surely they realized I

was only joking.

She looked stressed,

she groaned, a little noise

to make me feel as though

I was a moron.

"You need to say that you

understand you were wrong

and that your actions and

and words were unacceptable

in the workplace," she frowned

at me across the desk.

"I understand," I choked,

"but",

"No buts," she snapped.

I sighed and gave up,

"I understand."

She made me sign a letter

stating that I had committed

an offense,

that I understood

the consequences,

and that if it came up

again I could be charged

under the Human Rights Act,

Article # blah, blah,

fucking blah!

I try not to speak above a

dull whisper.

I don't discuss religion,

politics,

misogyny,

race,

sexual orientation,

and especially transvestites,

who seem to have more rights

than anyone in this

new era of complete

love and understanding.

Shut the fuck up and try to

be understanding of

hermaphrodites,

they are people too!

I was once admonished for

professing my love

for Mary Magdalene,

as though I had said something

sick?

MCC