It was almost reassuring that only a few people felt uncomfortable with Rule Number One. Don't get me wrong, I didn't make it because I was a bleeding heart or anything like that. I think someone said it best when they said that 'abused kids abuse people' or something along those lines.
In other words, those who have had their pound of flesh taken as a child will almost always make sure that they get that pound of flesh back from someone else. I just don't want to deal with the aftermath.
"Rule two," I announced, my voice echoing from coast to coast to coast to coast of the western side of the world. "Don't annoy me."
I could feel the stunned silence coming off the people around me, like they didn't quite know what to make of my words. But I really thought I had made myself perfectly clear in that regard.
