So we did Secret Santas at work, and I had been recieving little Spider-man objects all over the place. I kept guessing comic-book infatuated guys were leaving them as clues, but every one I asked denied responsibility.
Then I found out that someone told my Secret Santa (who clearly doesn’t know me very well) that I am obsessed with Spider-man.
Assuming that whoever told her this was serious, what on EARTH did I do to make anyone think that?
And if it was a joke, a) how in god’s name did she not pick up on it and b) who the fuck told her that?
It’s amusingly mystifying.
The pitfalls of the working world…
It must be that Spiderman costume you insist on wearing every day.
This is just a recent development, all non-LA people. You’d have to see it to believe it.
Damn, I should have known that would backfire…