and they never quite go
exactly how i would like,
until sometime after,
safely shut up in my office,
with only Dell around,
and a song on last.fm playing,
i reinvent the whole scene,
giving myself the best lines,
wowing my opponent with wit,
swooning her with passive-aggressive charm,
and above all, showing style
as i say the exactly perfect words
at the exactly perfect time,
and there is no sense of lingering guilt
and no feelings of inadequacy
but only triumph,
exulting in complete and total
verbal dominance.
This happens at least five times in a given day. Then I open my mouth it all falls apart. Daggonit.
I did apparently convince her to park somewhere else though, so perhaps I did better than i had thought.
verbal domination – elusive, but so vindicating.
incredibly elusive.