“What are the odds,” said Megan Washington rhetorically.
Ms. Washington, 24, Long Gully, and a freelance bobcat operator, stood in her flat’s staff/lounge room and drew herself in her office Kris Kringle dip.
“I pulled myself out of the hat, then put my name back into the hat, but then pulled myself out again, and put it back. It went on like that for ages,” explained Ms. Washington.
She was also unable to swap with anyone.
“The annoying thing is I’m so difficult to buy for. Maybe a pot plant for voucher somewhere,” she mused.
Ms. Washington also has options of giving cash to a vagrant to buy her something at random, hiring a seeing eye dog for the day to blindly shop with, or eating some magic mushrooms and discovering what she wakes up next to.
“Last time it was a brick,” said Ms. Washington.
The gift must be bought before her Christmas party on Wednesday.
“I’m taking myself to the Bendigo Bowling Alley, or maybe just an alley, my budget is small this year,” said Ms. Washington.
She is also unsure who (or whom) to take as her plus one.
“I could bring my boyfriend along I suppose, but what if I pick up? That could be awkward,” said Ms Washington.
Office romances for the self-employed have a strong success rate.
“The truest love that’s ever found is for oneself,” she said (and so did Guy Gravey in the song Starlings by UK alt rock band Elbow, who are best know for the Mercury prize winning album Seldom Seen Kid. It’s a good album. Check it out. – Ed.).
