Yes, most of you knew that. Some of you think I’m goofy in the endearing way. Some of you think I’m goofy in the crazy uncle who never fully recovered from the war way. I’m not saying I’m goofy, I’m saying I’m Goofy. We got distracted at the office today and took the “Which Disney Character” are you test…
To be honest, I’m not sure what makes you any certain character. I know that the only straight guy around was Ariel, and in my head I secretly scratched his eyes out for stealing my inner mermaid. I’m still a little bitter.
My friend, Val, was pooh. But he was mumbly today off of cough medicine. So when the boss sat down with us, he looked over at her and said, “I’m pooh”. We heard, “I need to poo.” A word to the wise, no matter how close you are with your boss, leave some topics in your own personal cubicle.
We’re convinced that the question that solidified my role as Goofy was “Where would you take your first date?” I chose the circus. Why not??? The circus is fun. It’s different. Even if you hate it you love it. So yes, if wanting to have an exciting date that transcends overpriced sushi and a trip to yogurt stop makes me a little goofy, I accept!
You know how I know who will be Prince Charming in my own personal Disney character test? For years I have wanted a date to take me to Medieval Times, and everyone I’ve ever told has cringed at the mere thought of it. But one day Charming will find me and take me there. I don’t need a glass slipper, just a giant turkey breast and a little jousting.
A princess can dream.
Love and poo,