Covet my footrest

I know that you want to emulate me, but let me just say that you cannot have it this good.
A footrest like no other, bringing less strain to the lower back. A massage footrest. A blessing in these troubled times of flourescent lighting, carpal tunnel syndrome, and stale air. Ah, a formidable little contraption that elevates me to “Diva” status. Yes, it shall be called, “Schmoide” and all day long it will allow me to rest my foot upon it’s weary back. The loving plastic will yield to the touch of my feet. It will be good.


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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One Response to Covet my footrest

  1. nprosario says:

    You need more work to keep you occupied. Otherwise we’ll get more of these strange entries…

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