#chelsey stepford

[junebuggeryy]

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[asterhewn-blog]

Alright so let me tell all you about the morning I just had cause fuck sake

So I get a call to go into this office building and handle some issues right? Three story building filled with what I can only assume to be the mouthiest of breathers and I need to go to the top floor

Cause why not

And handle an electrical based problem. So my happy ass goes trotting up every stair in creation but instead of finding the Greybeards I’m met with this cubical cul de sac and about four women all staring at me like I’m about to murder their families

I say ‘yo, what’s the problem’ and one woman, whom I’m to believe is the alpha of the pack, stands up and starts talking about how Chelsey in accounting is sleeping with the manager there and that’s not right for them to be subjugated to these menial tasks while she prepares every salad in he produce aisle and I just

All right cool not my fucking problem what’s the electrical haps and a small one in the back says they bought an APC and now all their stuff doesn’t work, so okay yeah I can fix those, not promiscuity, so I take a look and they got this thing hooked in with their computers and phones and the water cooler and like

Boi

S

Actually they’re women

S

You got this thing overclocked. And Headbitch just scoffs and says ‘fix it’ and I remember I hate this state.

So I make the sojourn back down three flights of stairs plus one to the basement to find the circuit breaker, found the blown one, pop it, and success!

Then I watch the mother fucker pop off like no. So trek back up the trail of tears and find all four the Stepford smilers staring at me with their pitchforks and button up blouses like ‘it didn’t work shithead’

And I look back to the APC and it’s all plugged up again like, I spent a good four minutes telling these women they’re adopted and dropped on their heads and tell them to wait a minute. I go out to my truck and come back with a couple surge strips- two more flights of stairs- plug it all in and the Commander Stickupherass scoffs again

Like what’s your name? ‘It’s Denise’ Fucking glorious, sit your ass down Janet and don’t touch anything ever again

So they all sit down and I feel kinda bad cause it’s probably sexist I just told a bunch of women to sit down after insulting them but I also feel like the woman whisperer because they actually listened to me and I didn’t think that happened?

Another trip down, flip the breaker, come back and they haven’t touched anything so I explain to them how this works and after I watched an eye roll into the back of a head I pointed to the tiny one to open word and I typed a rule sheet, printed out two, taped one to the APC and one to Janet’s monitor and I left.

First hour of work.

[junebuggeryy]

✨for Chelsey

✨ The skin is an organ, and the one Chelsey sold to his Holy Surgical Light, His Cleansing Saline Knife. The organs involved in trades with the Puppet Doctor tend to infect the way the recipient thinks, become an obsessive tumor by which they compare everything else. In this spirit, many of Chelsey's healing method's are "skin deep". By changing the outer layer, you do not have to reckon with the deeper structural rot, the decay beneath her plastic barbie-doll exterior. As to why she sold her skin, it could be anything from vanity to sickness- but she likely doesn't want to tell.