My Saucony’s have that new car smell. They were delivered to my office by one of the guys in the mail room who a gave me a look when he handed me the box. He knew. He knew that I had a personal item shipped to work. Not cool.
[Note to self: Find employee handbook. Determine what constitutes grounds for dismissal.]
I smiled as sweetly as I could and tried my best to convey innocence (or maybe that was ignorance) with my eyes as I grabbed the box.
For me? You shouldn’t have.
I ripped open the box and did the first thing I could think to do... I smelled my new running shoes. And then thought about driving 13.1 miles...
I mean running... running 13.1 miles.