The Mickey Mouse Love Stories Club
April 2, 2007
I had to report for work at 5AM, and since I slept pretty late last night, I didn't wake up until around 4:15 AM. I bolted out of the bed, panicking. I didn't have time to wash my hair, so I just washed those places that matter and brushed my teeth. I put on a pair of denim pedal pushers, a black t-shirt that I've never seen before with a smiling Mickey Mouse on it, and flip-flops. The flip-flops are forbidden, but I've been wearing them for weeks because for some reason, nobody has ever told me off and I'm sort of waiting. But that's beside the point. I bolted out of the house with a box of leftover JCA pizza (all 8 slices intact!) in my arms. In short, I arrived in the office bleary-eyed and looking distinctly scruffy. I ate half of the pizza when I arrived, the other half a couple of hours later. Without sharing. I'm disgusting. As if that wasn't horrifying enough, I was preening in front of the bathroom mirror when I noticed that there were words printed under Mickey's chin in inch-high letters. It says Love Stories Culb. I promise you, its not a typo. That is really what's on the shirt. Love Stories Culb. With a period. My guess is that Culb is really Club, but I've never heard of a Love Stories Club associated with Mickey Mouse. Or Disney, for that matter. I've heard of the Mickey Mouse Club but that seems like a far cry from Love Stories Culb. So, I tried to Google it (both Club and Culb), and I came up with nothing. I even tried Cult. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I could imagine some poor, hapless Taiwanese chick painstakingly printing the shirt (or do they use machines for that?), thinking that Mickey Mouse was a character from a telenovela like Dao Ming Zhu. Lesson learned: never wear t-shirts of unknown origins. I am so not leaving my workstation.
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