getting through security

i wanted to surprise my girlfriend the other day. my plan was to come visit her at work unexpectedly. the trouble is, she's a lifeguard at the y downtown so i can't just walk in and see her. i didn't want to pay a fee to get in. there was a better idea going through my head though.

i still have my pita pit shirt and hat. after being let go, i never bothered taking them back. since i've personally made deliveries before to the girls at the front desk of the y, i hatched the plan to deliver "a pita" to molly. ha ha! i have some brown lunch bags here at home that look suprisingly similar to the delivery bags used at the pita pit. that's where i started. next, i dug through the recycle and found a credit card receipt from a restaurant i'd been to recently. the receipt was then taped to the bag. (i figured if the girls at the front desk insisted on taking the "pita" to molly, i could counter and say i needed a signature for the credit card). and since i wanted molly to feel special, i bought her favorite kind of apple and a bar of dark chocolate. i also wrote her a nice note and put that in the bag as well.

so i show up downtown, park outside, and plug the meter. i then typed up a text message to molly asking if she could receive deliveries... and to also look up from her lifeguard chair out the window. that's where i was standing. i saw her grab her phone and start reading the text message that i sent. she had the "what's going on?" look on her face. but when she looked up, she smiled. weeeeeeeeee! i showed the delivery bag and went to go inside. there was only one girl at the front desk and i said, "i've got a delivery for aaaaaa molly... jensen i think? i guess she's a lifeguard. i'm supposed to take it to her, but how do i get where she is?" by stating what i was doing and then asking where to go, the girl was forced to acknowledge and answer. works 99 out of 100 times. the girl pointed the way but you could tell she was confused about just letting someone in. molly told me later they've had problems with homeless people just walking in.

molly was surprised. weeeeeeeee! we ended up talking for about 45 minutes. i wonder if the girl at the front desk wondered why i was there for so long?

the moral of the story? there's a few actually. one, that special someone should be surprised and made to feel special. and two, i love being mischievous.

cheers!