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Responding and Reflecting

Ashley, I really can't form an opinion since you found the bouquets on Etsy.com...it's a breech of the good craft employee code. I mean, afterall, I do work for the competition. But if I didn't work for a competitor and WAS able to form an opinion, then I probably, most likely would have said that this bouquet was my favorite. But, since I shouldn't really form an opinion...I won't share that information with you.
So today I heard a great story from a very good friend here at work. It goes as follows: My friend, whom we shall refer to as 'M', stopped to get a present on her way to the reception of a good friends daughter. When she arrived at the reception hall, she grabbed her purse and the gift bag from the car and went inside. After the awkward social gathering ended, all parties, including the newly weds, went home. Most of the guests, including the newly weds, drove back to Nevada. A while later, M got a call from the newly weds telling her that they had found her wallet in the gift bag she gave them. Apparently it had fallen into the bag when she grabbed her purse from the car at the reception. Even better: M had no idea her wallet had left her purse...or the state! Thank goodness for overnight express!
Sadly, M told me this story because I was having a little freak out moment...I can't find my wallet anywhere! Of course, I'll get home and it will be on the kitchen counter or somewhere else in plain sight. I will update on my impending embarrassing moment tomorrow.
So Ashley, share with the class some of your first rate embarrassing moments...I am sure you have at least one...Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!

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