| December 14, 2018 |
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Already 11 more days till Christmas??? Whaaaa?? o.O
Anyway, enjoy this letter!
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| December 14th |
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph 'cause I'm reelin' like a merry-go-round
Dear Carol Bells,
I feel like I've been running around like Rudolph today. Mom dragged me shopping with her since my sister had a tutoring session. I kind of regret not faking sick or tired when she asked me if I was feeling okay. I thought she was just checking on my well-being. But nope. She needed to know if I was okay to go shopping.
I am exhausted. We went to, I kid you not, thirty different shops today. Most of it, luckily, was within the mall. However, the mall this time of year is crazy packed so it took much longer than I could handle. Especially since I was the cart if you will.
I had to carry and lug around all the bags. It's not fun, especially when a mom has her grown son carrying three bags of Victoria Secret merchandise on his arm. I admit, I lost a bit of my man pride as more and more women chuckled and awed while men shook their heads and gave pitying smiles to me, knowing it wasn't my choice.
I did complain to mom and asked her to at least carry the VS bags but she shushed me and you know what she told me?
"Saint Nick (Not my actual name but I can't reveal it), when you have a girlfriend, you better offer and expect to carry her shopping bags. Even if she isn't a huge shopper, you still carry her bags. No matter how embarrassing the purchase is for a guy to hold."
I legit almost cried. It wasn't fair. It will probably be different when I have my girlfriend (hint hint). I'll know it's for something special. But when you're carrying your mom's and sister's personal lingerie? It's a little traumatic.
Anyway, I'm going to go and shower away the infected wound and hopefully restore some of the man-pride I've lost.
Yours,
Saint Nick
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I can only imagine a man's discomfort to holding girl-y items. I know my older brother freaks when he has to do that xD
YOU ARE READING
Dear Carol Bells
Short StoryThis is a short story where one man, who is madly in like with a quiet girl who seems to hate Christmas, writes her twenty-five letters during the month of December to make her realize the holiday maybe isn't as bad as her past made it seem.
