Dear Blog Readers,
We have become the kind of blogger we never wanted to be — the kind who has a "read our blog" button on our website but the newest post is months old. We blame Facebook for this — it's so much easier to write something there and we seem to have more followers there than we did here on the blog. Still, we can't quite bring ourselves to give it up altogether yet — so instead, we're posting this little note to explain our lack of current entries. Please do check out our facebook page, we think it's fun, if not quite as long form.
sincerely, the Joie de Blogger.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Who Are You Really?
So, back to previously mentioned staff party. It was maybe 8 p.m. and after an afternoon of cooking and preparing, the party was in full swing. I was about to bring out the main course when the doorbell rang, and I was sent to answer it. There was a delivery guy holding a pizza box. "I didn't order pizza," I said distractedly. He checked the address - he had it right, but I explained that as I had just spent all afternoon cooking, there was no way I would have ordered a pizza. We went back and forth a bit, then he said, "Well, you have to take it or they'll deduct it from my paycheck." Anxious to get back to my guests, and tired of arguing, I reached for the box. It was light as a feather. "Who are you really?" I screamed. By then a small crowd of guests had gathered behind me, and delivery man came in. "I guess you bought my pizza delivery guy look," he said, as someone handed him a beer. He was a friend of an employee's husband's brother. "Open the box, open the box," said my guests. Inside there was a pop-up paper bottle of wine, and an invitation to dinner at the restaurant of my choice. My Christmas present. Such a great presentation! So sneaky! I highly recommend the fake pizza delivery to any of you readers looking to surprise someone with a gift. And I recommend delivering it at the height of the festivity - take it from me, it really works.