the odd angry shot
For a few weeks the emails had been trickling in.
Juvenile certainly. Not much of a threat.
Little things.
Mild irritations.
But I don't welcome any email from this source.
It was as though Sneeran was getting his confidence back.
He'd been quiet for about a year.
Now I knew he was holding up a hoop.
Clearly he wanted me to jump through.
The subtext was: "Come on James, lodge a complaint, come on, cite the case, do it."
What was going on?
He must have thought he was ready.
So I held my fire.
And kept my powder dry.
Juvenile certainly. Not much of a threat.
Little things.
Mild irritations.
But I don't welcome any email from this source.
It was as though Sneeran was getting his confidence back.
He'd been quiet for about a year.
Now I knew he was holding up a hoop.
Clearly he wanted me to jump through.
The subtext was: "Come on James, lodge a complaint, come on, cite the case, do it."
What was going on?
He must have thought he was ready.
So I held my fire.
And kept my powder dry.
1 Comments:
Ah yes, biding your time like a patient spider waiting for a fly.
I LOVED yesterday's, always enjoy learning a little bit of history, especially military tactics.
And the last line was funny :)
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