I'm learning to censor myself!! PROGRESS!!! No zombies were hurt in the making of this post.

So I was graciously offered a chance to be an extra pair of hands for a creative director during a commercial video shoot by one of the lovely ladies from my cousins bachelorette party. And I was all over it like white on rice. Except I don’t eat white rice so I’m thinking that as far as metaphors go, that one kinda sucks.

Anywho I was writing an email to the Creative Director thanking her and asking if there was anything I needed to do before the day of. And in the subject line of said email I wrote “Extra pair of hands.” But I couldn’t stop there no. “Extra pair of hands. Figuratively. disembodied hands would be sort of useless. Not that I was going to send you severed hands. Well if they were zombie hands they could probably still do things but they aren’t known for their direction taking abilities. And I mean, people probably wouldn’t appreciate zombie hands crawling all over the set and stuff. Its best if I just show up with my hands firmly attached and leave all zombie parts at home.”

I then wrote the rest of the email in a (mostly) normal fashion and was all “Yes, this will most certainly do” then re read the subject line and could NOT understand for the life of me I though that a discussion of severed hands and zombies would be endearing to a total stranger who is likely looking for a young, professional person to help her out and NOT one that is likely hiding the severed limbs of strangers in her basement and operating under the assumption that they can move on their own.

So I left it at “Extra pair of hands” and deleted the rest.

I’m REALLY hoping she doesn’t think that I’m going to mail her limbs.

I gave them all as gifts at christmas and haven’t recently re-stocked.