Yesterday.

I never really realized exactly how tall twenty feet is. Not by a long shot. So there I was, standing at the very top overlooking the entire store. Like maybe if I were Stephen (my awesome tall cousin) on stilts I could touch the top...okay well, maybe if I were two and a half Stephens on stilts... Anyway, there I was at the very top of the ladder looking over the humongous hardware store. I really didn't need to be at the top, I just wanted to see what it was like. Don't worry, I was careful not to look down. I don't do heights very well. But I love roller coasts...huh. Anyway.

I was getting the Gatorade for the little refrigerators by the front registers. I was aiming to get a large box of twenty four red bottles. I pulled the box down on my arms and staggered under the weight. "Erm," I said wobbling as I stared down at the girl on the floor. The girl's name was Emily. She's sort of big pregnant, hence the reason I was on the ladder. They pulled me from my register -on the other side of the building -just for her. There was no way she could have gotten the Gatorade from way up here. Anyway, you get the idea, moving on. "Just turn around and set it on the steps, going down one at a time," Emily answered stepping back from the tall ladder.

Okay. It sounded easy enough. I set the box of drinks on the ladder and stepped down a couple of stairs. I then fixed my fingers around the plastic covering on the box ready to go down a few more steps. I lifted and then it happened. I could feel it fall, all twenty four bottles thumping against my legs and hitting all the bars on the giant ladder (seriously, it's like they were aiming FOR the ladder!). I heard the squeal from my own lips as well as the one coming from the ground. Actually, I think everyone in the store heard us...

Anyway, I climbed quickly down the ladder, empty box in hand, and checked if Emily was okay. Aside from being totally startled she was fine. By this time I was pretty much all giggles as I looked at the isle, chuck full of red Gatorade bottles. Only one of them ended up being defected. Lucky me.

Well, that was my day, well, the most excited part of it anyway. I don't know why I'm even bothering to post it, but it was funny and I was in the mood to write something.