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Sunday, November 18, 2007

Our Weekly Funny Story Contest Winner for Week 3 - Foiled

Congratulations to Kim Carson, our Week 3 winner! If you're not familiar with our contest, each and every week, we reward one person with a 100 dollar certificate. This goes to the person who submits the funniest gift giving or gift receiving story. Well here's Kim's story:

Ever since I could remember, my brother and I had a deal…

You see, my mother is a very difficult woman to buy gifts for. She will only ever reveal one thing that she wants, and is very specific about that thing. The trouble with this is that there are two children who are looking to get her that one specific gift.

So the deal is this: Whoever finds it and buys it first is safe. His or her gift will be the best loved of the holiday. The other must sweat and scrape and dig and pray for a present that Mom will like almost as much as the specified gift.

One particular Christmas, my mother found a winter coat that she was dying to have under the tree this year. She revealed it’s location, size, color, and make to me. I thought I had the scoop over my brother and headed to the mall the first chance I got.

I parked in the Macy’s lot – a short cut into the part of the mall where the coat was located. I made my way toward the glass entrance doors, a gentleman holding one open for me…until I was close enough to see his face… My brother. There he was. And we saw each other at exactly the same time.

The game was on. He let go of the door, letting it shut in my face, and began to run. I began to run too. We were both only moments away from being best loved this Christmas and it was going to be a photo-finish.

My brother took off towards luggage. I hurried past the shoe department, through women’s lingere, down the escalator, and around the perfume counters toward the entrance of the mall. I could see the window of the shop where the coat was. But I didn’t see my brother. I had beat him!

Suddenly, I heard loud buzzers and little red lights were spinning around. In less then a moment, a Macy’s security guard had his hand on my shoulder.
“You can’t leave with that,” he said sternly, as though I knew exactly what he was talking about. “Do you have anything else in your pockets?”

My pockets? What did he mean?

I looked down at myself and saw that a pair of ladies’ silk underwear had gotten caught on the zipper of my coat, and I had carried it there to the security detectors at the front of the store.

My brother then came running by, disheveled, laughing at my accidental misfortune. I pointed him out to the security guard while explaining my ridiculous story. I showed the guard my pockets and purse and apologized with success…

I didn’t go to jail that day. But my brother had won the race, bought the coat and had it gift wrapped by the time the guard had finished searching my purse. I drove home, beginning to think of another gift I might get for my mother.

Later that night, I got a phone call from my brother… He was in the same position as I was now… After all that, it turns out that my father had purchased the coat two days earlier!

by: Executive Gift Shoppe