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(If the title means nothing to you, my last three posts will illuminate you)
My response to the response to my reply to the original Unsolicited Rabbit:
I must say I’m very relieved to read the reason why Aileen was receiving the nurse rabbit picture (not that I have any desire for her to be ill, of course). It just struck me that it was possible that Aileen could be an employee who was well-known by all her colleagues to be phobic of both nurses and rabbits, and that this email was a particularly vicious form of office bullying in which both of her phobias were combined in a way that was intended to push her over the edge of sanity into the realm of madness and straitjackets. Then I got worried that I had become somehow implicated in the whole sordid affair by receiving the email, and that a Hitchcockian storyline would follow, with crop-dusting airplane chases and mysterious strangers waiting for me in my hotel room, etc.
But that’s just my paranoia about the whole ‘shared name’ thing. I think it stems from when I was awarded a Gold Award for football skills by my local youth football organisation when I was a child, yet I had only completed the Red Award training program (which involved being able to kick the ball without falling over and knowing the difference between the bit inside the white lines on the pitch and the bit outside it, if my memory serves me correctly). Indeed, I was three years too young to even qualify for the Gold Award. But still they gave it to me, and I still put it on my wall, and I knew for years afterwards that there must have been some other [my name] in our town who had received a Red Award when he was actually at the Gold Award standard, and some day he would find me and sue me for the terrible effect I had had on his burgeoning professional football career and I would die a pauper.
(I’m not sure if you’ve been sharing this conversation with your colleague [My name] II, but if so, please don’t tell him about that last part in case he is indeed the other chap who still harbours deep resentment about his footballing prowess being insufficiently recognised as a child. Thanks!)
Anyway, I am digressing. Thank you for excellent response, and In the spirit of our agreement that bunnies are great for cheering people, I have included below a photograph of a rabbit next to some conversationally relevant footballing paraphernalia. Have a wonderful weekend!