I know in normal scenarios, a shiny red bow affixed to an object is a sign of something good. On a wrapped gift, good. Oversized on a new mercedes, good (and yes please). On top of your christmas tree...I'm jewish, not sure if that's the right tree-topper. In a little girl's hair, crazy adorable and I wish I could still pull that off. So I'm assuming it's only at this office, that a bow fills me with dread. When I walked in and saw a bow attached to our door, I got really worried. I mean, probably-going-to-find-a-rapist-or-dead-body behind this door, worried. Alas there was nothing to fret about, but it took me an additional 10 minutes (and a few seconds of perfect picture taking) before I braved going inside.
Still totally creeped out by this bow though. It's just staring at me.
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