A Working Woman

Today, at work, I watched a feature length movie, ate ice cream and got some of my Economics readings done.

I also got hit in the face, torso and extremities, pinched until I bled, screamed at, my arm twisted and my hair pulled so hard that one of my hair clips broke.

Plus, someone massaged the back of my head with his foot.

What kind of job is that, you ask?

Go figure.

"Cooking, crocheting and the *ock- now, I've already done one of these things today. What's the other one going to be?"

Turns out it was cooking. *And* baking, actually, but that doesn't start with a 'c' like the other three.

Hence, here is what it looks like when one pre-boils a pretzel. I am positive this haunting image will be with you until the end of days.



And here is what the finished product looks like.



Feel free to consider me the perfect woman.