Ghosts
12/14/07 6:00 pm
There was a ghost at the Ice Mountain water making factory. It crept in, stole the top off one of the bottles, and then re-shink wrapped the package without spilling a drop.
I was pretty excited today about the instructor meeting. I didn’t know I would be so excited that I’d shake while I was talking; I wasn’t sure if I was shivering because it was cold or because I was an odd combination of nervous and excited. I decided it wasn’t because of the cold because when I’d shut up I’d get warm again. I think it could have been the ghost in the bottle whooshing around the room everytime I talked. There was a little boy in the store this morning who said he saw it; maybe smudging the office isn’t such a bad idea. It could help with the Satan’s Presario situation. Well, at least it couldn’t make things worse.
One of the best parts of the day was seeing a customer come in to get her Absolutely Fabulous Throw kit from Collinette. We’d wound the skeins into balls so she could start knitting at every stoplight on the way home- it’s a Christmas gift that is going to take a lot of concentration and furious flying fingers to get done in time, but I think she can do it!
dr john, yarnboy
