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Conversations which took place on Halloween 2013


A sample of conversations from today.

Director to me: I assume you’re supposed to be dressed as something.

Me: Yes! I’m a gypsy.

Director: They’re not called that anymore.

Me: I know, so I’m actually a

Together: ROMA.

Director: For the Romans.

My boss: I didn’t even realize you were dressed up.

Side note: Did I ever tell you about the time when someone asked me if I “ever appeared out of costume?”?

I forgot to mention that? It still perplexes me to this day.

Anyway, here’s a conversation that took place over text, for your reading pleasure. This is the closest I have ever felt to being a parent:

Me: I think maybe we should adopt a friend for Kiwi.

Paul: And you think Kiwi will give our new friend a warm welcome and share a cage?

Me: Kiwi will hate everything ever, which she already does. But maybe this way she’ll have socialization.

Paul: I wouldn’t mind 2 widdo piggies. Do you think Petsmart would let us bring Kiwi in and see if she hits it off with any piggies?

Me: I was thinking of searching animal shelters/ Craisglist so we could rescue one who is an adult?

Paul: Mmmmm, I though adults raised separate don’t get along. We’d need to get a puppy pig?

Me: I don’t know, I guess. I thought maybe if the other was submissive?

Paul: Puppy pig! Puppy pig!

Me: Check out [local rescue]. We can “foster to adopt” with a 30-day trial.

Paul: So if they don’t get along we just say, “Sorry, piggy, you have to be an orphan again?”

Me: Well, maybe she can find a better home or something.

We’re still contemplating, guys. Still contemplating.

Anyway, back to Halloween.

Did I ever tell you about the time I dressed as Curious George at work and ran into a Bishop in the elevator?

Yes. That once happened. That is all you need to know about my distant, sordid, embarrassing past. Or something.

Also! Here is the cutest thing ever:

My sister made this costume for her coworker's kiddo. You're welcome.
My sister made this costume for her coworker’s kiddo. You’re welcome.

Happy Halloween!!

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