Wanna Hear a Story?

Yesterday I was at work. I'm not going to tell you where I work, but if you like really awesome and freaky fast sandwiches, contact me. My boss asked me if I could make my way back to the freezer and grab some more cheese to be sliced. I bopped on over to the freezer, opened the door, and stepped in. The cheese was on the top shelf in a box, so I had to kind of reach, but finally I pulled it out of the box. Just as I retrieved the cheese, I heard a SLAM! The freezer door had shut on me. My stomach dropped and I had a moment of panic. In one second I remembered all of the movies and TV shows I had seen where people got stuck in freezers. (There aren't that many, but I mean, it's always been a concern of mine.) I turned around ready to bang on the door with all of my might for someone to free me, when what appeared right in front of my face? A sign that read, "Don't worry, you are not locked in."

Last night, I attended a Christmas party. We were required to bring white elephant gifts that were funny but also useful, so it wasn't just a bunch of junk. I bought a Toy Story 3 card game that came with 2 pairs of 3D glasses! (Congratulations, Taylor). It was quite a riot, exchanging the gifts. We all got a bit confused whenever we heard the word "skip" but in the end, we all had a present. I received a Robert Pattinson Calendar. (Thank you, Kenzie). If you don't know who he is, more power to you. Google him. Anyway, the calendar ended up in my car, and I spent the rest of the night jumping on couches and beds and playing truth or dare. In the morning I had to scrape the ice off of my car. I live in a very cold place, and ice is pretty normal. As I was scraping off the passenger window, I saw a face looking back at me. It was good ole' Robert - pale skin, red lips, messy hair and all. I jumped.

Today, I had to wear a headband because basically I was having a bad hair day. One of those big headbands with a flower. When I was at my other job - working at the desk - an old man came in.This is pretty normal, don't worry, old men come in all the time. The first thing he said to me was, "You look like you're wearing a Christmas Bonnet!" I politely laughed, and waited for him to tell me what he needed. I know what you're thinking I'm going to say - That I'll never wear this headband again? Wrong. Who doesn't like a festive Christmas Bonnet?

p.s. I was so excited to drive home today, that when I had my car all packed up and pulled out of my parking spot, I screamed "CHRISTMAS!!!!!!"