It all started the morning after Christmas in 1984 when my mom's water broke and I almost fell out on the sidewalk. Because of this, my little brother had to be born via C section to ensure that he did not fall out on the sidewalk, but this story isn't about him it's about me.

Then I went to college and messed around there for a little while and graduated with a 3.24 GPA. At 3.25 would have graduated me with honors. This is my most ridiculous failure to date.

After college I needed a job, but I was too nervous to search for one. Instead I just accepted the first job that I was offered, for this scam of a marketing company. On my first day, Nick saw me and fell madly in love with me at first sight. I stood him up on our first date, but he eventually tricked me into another one. We quit that job a week later.

Then we moved to Acton to live together. We were going to get a cat, but when we went to the shelter to get Gladys, she hissed at Nick and then bit his hand and we remembered that we don't like cats. Then I needed a new job because my job at the bank paid crap. I hated driving 30 minutes to work every day, so I looked within a mile radius of our condo and found my job at Liberty Mutual. And then I bought a brand new car last week.

That's how I got here, to answer your question.