Fainting

While I was getting the aforementioned flu shot and contemplating life my sister was fainting. I thought she was joking around at first but nope, she actually fainted. Lying on the floor of the Safeway pharmacy she looked so pale and vulnerable. It was pretty terrifying. Okay, story time. In third grade all of the classes organized their own "restaurants". We all had to put together little resumes and go through the interviewing process to get our preferred job. When the day of the restaurant all of the third grade families were invited and we sold sandwiches. So me and my friend secured jobs as chefs based off our superior PB&J skills and we were goofing off in the back of the kitchen. One of the parent volunteers finally was fed up with us and gave us the vital job of making sandwiches for the principal and vice principal. THAT'S RIGHT. THE PRINCIPAL. We freaked out. I mean, if we messed up it was pretty much grounds for expulsion. So we went about very carefully making two tuna sandwiches. As I delicately was placing the final slice of bread on top I suddenly felt really dizzy. "Oh well", thought naive, third grade me. "I'll be fine." I was not fine. I ended up face planting into the sandwich right as the principal came to check on the kitchen. I landed on friend and she took the vice principal's sandwich with her as we crashed to the floor in a pile of third grade excitement and tuna. I ended up being fine, like my little sister, but I have been forbidden from making tuna sandwiches since.