I've been remiss in my entries.. I apologize.
To follow up on my "fishing contest" at work.
It was an ordinary day, like any other day, until I got the exciting news; I had finally hired a candidate. This meant that I would finally have my chance to set a fish free in the pool and get a fabulous prize. I reached in the small fish bowl to see what I was about to win. With a flourish of the hand, I reached in and... got trailmix! Then I heard the bad news, "Ummm, Sarah actually the other day I was working late and I got hungry.. and I figured I bought the prizes so.. I ate the trailmix."
THAT FAT BITCH ATE MY MOTHERFUCKING TRAILMIX!! Who eats one of the lame ass prizes? It's so fitting. So I reached in and got hair bands, one of which had fluff on it; fluff and hearts. What if a guy won it? Would he be able to put it back in and trade it in for something else?(clearly, trail mix would not have been an option). I wore the hairband all around the office. My mom would be so proud. Life is awesome.
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