So there is nothing more frightening than the terror of my company's Nutcracker Callbacks. By that description most people would think she mutilated us in some sort of way. But, no. It is far, far worse.
We stand there. And she stares at us. Yes, we stand there and she stares at us and occasionally calls a name or two. It is horrific. It's almost as though you can hear her thoughts about you despite the fact that she is just glaring at everyone with ice cold daggers coming out of her eyes.
So that's where BT and I are heading this morning. Our doom and the beginning of the season of hell. Nutcracker.
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