FREAKY FRIDAY

Yep, it's definitely Halloween.

As I'm walking out the door this A.M., heading off to pick up the payroll, I get a call on my cell. It's Jimmy. His car is flat broke. On our way to the payroll office, still a bit groggy, I say to Jimmy, "So sorry I didn't bake you guys Halloween cookies. Maybe Josie (Geraldi) has my back."

Pick up payroll. Back in car.

Again to Jimmy, "Gates (donut shop) is on the way. Maybe we can pick up some there. I miss Kaleb (Kaleb is one of our 'original' servers who patrons still ask about quite often, even though he's been gone for more than a year now; his fam owns the donut shop)."

We are here. Turn off car. Walk into back door of restaurant.

"Hey, you just missed Kaleb. He's in town and dropped by five minutes ago," Christopher greets me.

Ugh. I missed him. I walk into the office.

There sits the most beautiful orange, bat-shaped sugary goodness I've ever seen on a paper towel with my name.

"Like it?" Geraldi asks, "I got them at Gates."

Classic.

(ps: am actually thinking of buying a Lotto ticket today!)