Today is Bleric Ack’s birthday, so I decided to get him a present. An hilarious present. At least I thought so. I pulled out my tablet (oh, who am I kidding, it was already out and in my hand), found the website I was looking for, and began the minutes-long process of ordering something digital online.
I filled out his name, and my name, and his e-mail, and my e-mail. I wrote a message. I took some time. I did all the things. And then I added it to my cart. Boom! No problem. Except when I went to check out, I was told that I needed more cookies or something, and everything got erased and deleted, and it put me back to the main site, all of my hard work gone. My tablet was not going to be able to order this item. I needed my laptop. But my laptop was ALL THE WAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COUCH!
Now, before you judge me, this is not a normal couch we are talking about here. This is a very long couch that includes an intersection and a turn. It is literally the exact size of my living room, and scooching down to the end was not an option. I was going to have to actually STAND UP, and WALK across the room to get my laptop.
And I did it. I walked over and got my laptop. I started the whole process over again. I typed all the information in again. I typed in a (much shorter) birthday message. Because it is Bleric’s birthday today.
Had this been for someone else, honestly, I don’t feel like I would have made the trek across the couch. Bleric, I know, gets this. He will imagine himself in the same situation, suddenly realizing that he will have to stand up and move a few paces to accomplish something, and he will see how generally not worth it that would be. So he will appreciate the true magnitude of this gift. This did not just cost me money, it cost me my spot on the couch. Stupid dog.
Happy birthday Bleric! I hope you enjoy your hilarious gift, and I hope you can tell that you are not just any friend, considering the lengths I went to to send it to you!
Phew! I need a nap.