tristen

Well... work went pretty well except for some minor incursions of management... No one realized i was an evil monk without me having to tell them so. I prepared for this contingency and pulled out the lower half of my ninja mask (mouth and nose cover only) and everyone soon got the hint...
My ninja friends appeared right on time and we had an epic battle with plastic pitchforks, battle axes and even a few neat toys from a ninja costume that tore up including one wicked looking bladed tonfa no fake blood but much fun was had by all.
After work i was talking to a few of the cashiers on my way out and one asked me if i was supposed to be a ninja... of course i said i was and she asked me to do something ninjaish... I thought for a moment and then executed a short arial spin-kick combo... that was good enough for them.
On my way out of our building's double doors a customer with his wife and two little girls (about 4yrs old maybe?) asked me if i could do it again since the kiddies didnt see it... i repeated the combo much to their enjoyment... made all the shit that happened earlier that day just fade away

Moral: Nothing makes you smile like making a couple of lil kids happy