Um, so, I may have just demonstrated to one of the kids at the group home that I, too, am perfectly able and skilled at using the fuck word - in a professional and unemotional sense, of course. He seemed to think it was a talent only he possessed, and that I should be duly impressed with the way he was tacking it on to everything he said in that ever so creative way of his.
Little brat got to me. And I like that kid.
I told him after that I wished him a good night and a better week, but I was half waiting to have the T.V. thrown at me.
Sheesh. Someone pass me a bar of soap and a little absolution.