A few days ago I was dining with some of my coworkers and we started talking about our hopes and dreams for the future. I believe the official conversation question posed was "When you're ninety years old and sitting in a rocking chair on your front porch, what do you hope you will have accomplished and what will you wish that you had done?" But I'm trying to simplify.
My friend Bobbi said that one of her dreams is to be a Jillian-Michaels-type trainer, someone that can inspire people physically, emotionally, spiritually, etc...(it's quite possible, since she's one of the most positive and healthy people I know.) But as she was first saying this, our coworker Michael was looking very confused. As she clarified who Jillian Michaels is (a trainer from the Biggest Loser), Michael looked relieved and said "Oh, I thought you said your dream was to have a jillion Michaels." We all laughed at the thought of Michael clones running everywhere.
For starters, the use of the number "a jillion" is pretty fantastic and takes me back to my third-grade self. And then we all started talking about what it would be like to have a jillion Michaels in the office, and we agreed it would be pretty great. So here's a glimpse of Bobbi's almost-dream: a jillion Michaels.
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