Sweat the Details

Asterisk. The most evil of all punctuation marks. Sure, exclamation point might be more in-your-face, but at least you always know where you stand with him. Of course, it’s easy to love ampersand and her philosophy of inclusion for everybody. And parentheses’ patience in explaining every little thing to even the most dim-witted. Not to mention his more uppity, artsy cousin, bracket. Heck, you even have to admire poor, pitiful, confused question mark, just because it’s too hard not to love him.

But asterisk? No way. His sole purpose is deception. Always trying to pull a fast one. An underhanded loophole that’s to his benefit and your detriment. It’s one big cover-up after another with asterisk. Always, “Hey, I told you so! You just didn’t listen!”

When has asterisk ever been associated with anything good? Never, right? I mean, have you ever seen him look anything like this?



No. Not asterisk. He ain’t playing that game. He’s always up to something. Scheming, plotting, luring you in.

You can’t trust that cat. And you certainly don’t want to let him watch your kids. In fact, you probably don’t want him anywhere near them. Otherwise, you could come home to something like this:



Believe me, asterisk is laughing at you. He is not to be trusted.