Screenshot from an actual ad that a nearby sailing school sent me:
“Sailing, like invisibility, is a skill that can last a lifetime”.
Baffled. I’m just baffled.
PS. I showed this to Victor and he pointed out that they did say that invisibility is a “skill” rather than a natural talent, so technically if I haven’t mastered turning myself invisible it’s obviously because I don’t want it bad enough. Awesome.
PPS. Victor just read this and insisted that he never said that I didn’t want to be invisible, but that I was just “not applying myself, as usual“. And when he said “as usual” he lifted his eyebrow and stared at all the dishes in the sink. Then I’m all “Sorry. I guess I’ve been too busy focusing on levitation and defending myself from dark wizards, asshole” and then he stopped talking to me because I was “being ridiculous”. Then I used a powerful spell to get rid of all the dirty dishes. And by “powerful spell” I mean I opened up the backdoor and threw them all out on the yard. I’m like a goddamn sorceress.
Comment of the day: I specially liked the part where sailing leaves you in such a posttraumatic stress state (much like when you come out of an invisible spell -I suppose-) that you will “find yourself spending afternoons wondering about wind direction, hoisting makeshift mainsails in the garage”. Do they provide the hard, brain damaging drugs during the lessons too?
Sailing –you will let yourself go and walk around your soiled pajamas all day after this shit. Come try it! ~Esther