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My First Ghost Tour

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As you probably know, I'm now officially a ghostly tour guide in my town! I'm so happy about this. What were the chances of me finding a job where I get paid to be creepy and tell ghost stories? 

Before tonight, I was a ghost tour virgin. I was a little nervous at first, but life has prepared me for public speaking since I've been on stage and done presentations before. Overall, I think it went pretty well. I had an unusually large group (19 people) of mostly serious older adults who appreciated the history more than anything else. My walking cane even broke a few times, there were 4 or 5 trains to go by during the tour (which is irritating), and my new shoes rubbed my heels raw. Despite all that, everyone seemed to have a good time and I even creeped a few people out!

Here's what I wore minus the Top hat:
I love my little coffin locket. :)


And for your listening enjoyment:


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  1. That's awesome!

    I really like your outfit too, stunning! :)

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  2. I love that top! I believe I tried it on in Sweden, but alas it was most unflattering on me and so I returned it to the rack XD
    Your job sounds like a lot of fun! :D

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  3. You have. The coolest. Job. EVER! And your outfit is adorable! You look really good with short hair.

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  4. You look so cute.
    How did you acquire this most awesome of jobs?!
    Doesn't sound like something they'd just advertise in the paper.... unless I'm wrong, eheh.

    Either way congratulations!

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    1. Oh thank you. It was actually pretty lucky. I saw a tour go out, and my best friend told me I should try to get a job at the place. We both walked over to the shop to talk to the manager. They were short on people, and he pretty much hired me on the spot. I had a short audition, and then I had to memorize the 20-page script in a month.

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  5. congrats on starting your job this nice!

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