I may rock

As a testament to how great I am - yesterday the warehouse captain decided to hold "Free T-Shirt" day. I say that it means I'm great because he came in to tell us that he'd been holding off doing this because the girl who had my job last rubbed him the wrong way - he didn't want to give her any freebies.

The t-shirts were actually shirts that had some sort of unsellable defect. We got in line by seniority (I was second to last) and we each picked a shirt and then went through again and again until all the shirts were gone.

So today I am proudly wearing my hem-defective Tomb Raider shirt! Which, by the way, is a Medium - so I'm also feeling skinny! (My dad is now the proud-owner of red Justice League t-shirt with a puncture hole. Mom's sending an "Underdog" shirt to a friend getting out of surgery. I've got a seam-error Rocky Horror shirt just for me and a couple of others for a couple of others.