When I was at work today I had to run an errand. Part of my job requires it. I can’t tell you where I go because it’s Michael’s top secret, classified daily operations. If you were to find out where I have to go then I would be forced to kill you.

To further exacerbate that point; Michael’s is sending all associates who run this errand to self defense classes. To date I can take down an entire army of small woodland fairies with a hot glue gun and some floral wire. Don’t fuck with me!

When I was walking across the parking lot towards my car I saw something so funny that I had to take a picture to post here. The associate riding with me thought I was nuts for standing in the middle of the parking lot and taking pictures with my cell phone all so I can blog about it.

As a part of Michael’s errand policy one associate must accompany another associate. At the end of the shift the accompanying associate’s mind is read and their memories are wiped clean during what is referred to as “Showtime.” Most associates have remarked not remembering anything that has happened during the day before “Showtime.”

Anyway, when I saw the object in the below picture I had to shake my head in wonder and amazement. These guys must have huge balls. The first thought that crossed my mind is oh my god, what it must look like when a chick is driving. Followed by the thought that maybe they are on to something. People are sure to remember them. I know I will.

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