The Coveted Purple Folder

So the next day after my interview, I went and checked my PO Box. Yes, I realized it had only been a day and it was impossible to expect anything from Disney to be in it, but I checked it anyway. In fact, I checked every day after that. Sometimes even twice a day. It isn’t like the post office was that far away from where I lived. And it was on the way to church. It wasn’t like I was being that unreasonable. Besides, even if there wasn’t anything from Disney, maybe there was a very important piece of junk mail.  How would I know if I didn’t stop by and checked?

So anyway, after about a century of waiting, I finally had something in my box. I open the little door and look in and in it is a letter. A large letter. I scream and fall against the row of boxes, shaking. I peek in. It is still there. I turn away. I peek again. IT WAS STILL THERE! OMG! So with shaky hands I pull it out and there in the corner it says it is from Disney. I scream again…and drop it on the floor. I quickly scoop it up, dust it off, and hug it. Then I jump up and down and scream some more.

As I’m doing this, I am being watched by a post office employee who happened to be sweeping nearby.

“Good piece of mail?” he asks.

“Oh you don’t know how LONG I have been waiting for this!!!” I gush.

And then he laughs at me and continues on. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one he’s seen make a spectacle of themselves in the middle of the post office.

So I run out the door and to my dorm. I didn’t want to open it there and really make a scene of myself. Besides, even though I had something from them it didn’t mean I was accepted. But the fact that it felt thick gave me hope. But still. I couldn’t take any chances and risk crying in the middle of the post office.

So I ran all the way to my sister’s room because it was closer than mine. And I didn’t want to open it alone, because again, what if it was a rejection letter? So I pound on her door and she opens it and sees me. And I know I had to look crazy. My hair was all messed up because I was running in the wind. I had this wild look in my eye. And I also couldn’t stand still. But she lets me in. And I sit on her bed and rip it open. And there it was. The coveted purple folder. It was so shiny. And pretty. And purple. And exciting. And MINE!!!! And I knew it was mine because it said “Congratulations Pam!” IT WAS MINE! FOR ME!

And I was so happy. See look! Look how happy I am:

And if you think I screamed loud in the post office, just ask my sister how loud I screamed in her room. Don’t ask her what I said. I don’t think she could understand it. But it was something like “OMG! OMG! OMG! I’M IN! I’M IN! I’M IN!!!!!”