Be careful what you wish for

It’s finally happened. I’ve finally figured out how to really get under Jill Y’s skin. For years I’ve been mocking her, her job, her fascination with shoes that must match her bag which must match her hair which must not match any other woman on the planets shoes, bag or hair  but nothing I say or do bothers her. I sometimes think she doesn’t even appreciate the time and effort I put into the mocking but yesterday it all changed. A quick call to a friend who made me a special screensaver which just happened to appear on her laptop and it’s all good: