One of the days that I was walking to work trying to find someone to talk to me I decided to call Jessie (whom, I might add, has been ignoring my calls ever since she found a significant other). I, of course, got her voicemail and so I left her a message, informing her that it was rude to ignore her friends when they are trying to call her. As I was mid-sentence, a bug flew straight into my mouth and down my throat. I started coughing really hard, choking/yelling and ended up swallowing it. I then had to explain the sudden interruption to Jessie (still on voicemail) and then hang up the phone still coughing. It was disgusting. I felt it there the rest of the day.
I just thought of another pretty funny story. Caitlan recently sent me a package (thanks again for that, I have worn the jacket every day and drank at least 3 bottles a day). The other day I went to go see if I had received a standard automatically generated email telling me I had a package but instead I had an email that said:
Hi Maryn,
A package came in today addressed to a Mern Smeether with the unit number of 4225, does this package belong to you? Please let me know ASAP so I can direct it properly. Thank you.
David Caulfield
Retail Specialist, Mail Services
I laughed out loud and responded that it was me and I would be right there. I went to the desk and they asked for my ID. I gave it to them and told them it was actually under Mern Smeether. The girl gave me a weird look and then the guy said, "Oh, are you Maryn?" and I said yes and he gave me the package. As I was signing for it I laughed and said, "Ya, this is an inside joke. My friend is so funny." He looked at me, not really amused but still with a slight smile, and said, "Ya... we had a fun time trying to figure out who this actually belonged to." I laughed and laughed the whole way home and immediately put on my jacket, filled up my water bottle, and called Caitlan to share.
