Cancer

On Murder, She Wrote, Jessica goes to a hotel and pretends to be a spoiled rich lady. She tells the girl at the front desk that her wire specified the hotel’s largest suite. The girl replies apologizes and says that while the largest, the King Louis suite is filled, she’s sure that Jessica will find the Bonaparte suite acceptable. Jessica gives her a withering glare and says, “Young woman, I have never found that little Corsican even barely tolerable.”

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It's silly, right? Did she have to be so picky? Did she have to come back with such venom. No, of course not. But now they know, right? And they’ll remember her as a formidable woman, which is exactly what she was going for. And I don’t think that’s such a bad plan for you, Cancer. You are usually so kind and accommodating. But that doesn’t mean you have to be all the time forever. Maybe it’s worth making your needs known up-front to prevent heartache (and mixing with Napoleon) later on.