Y’all.
I was just about to post these cute lil unboxing photos of my new camera, but then I randomly remembered this wild story from an old job… and yeah, now you’re getting both. You’re welcome. 😂
But first—NEW CAMERA ?!🤭
I finally got one and decided to document the moment because why not? She’s sleek, and she’s about to take my content from ✨mid✨ to main character real fast. (Yes, I’m taking myself even more serious now. I have a tripod and everything.)
the boxes before I ripped them open.
So picture this: I’m setting up to do a little aesthetic blogger unboxing moment and suddenly, Boom! Memory unlocked. Like why did my brain bring this up now? I truly don’t know. But it’s too good not to share.
So here goes the story-time you didn’t ask for but definitely needed 😬:
🎬 flashback: the day she tried to rob me
A few years ago, I worked at a company where we used to get paid in cash—already a red flag, I know.
We shared a compound with another department and there was a new girl who had just started. We’ll call her Chelsea (because I’m generous like that).
Now, our lockers were in the lunchroom and we usually kept them locked… but this one day, I was heading downstairs real quick for a drink. I mean, literally 2 seconds. So I took exact change, left my purse in my bag, and closed my locker—but didn’t lock it. Big mistake. HUGE actually.
I’m on my way back to the lunchroom, mind you, Chelsea’s now in there alone – because she’s the only one that passed me, heading that direction moments ago. I get to the door and guess what I see. This girl is legit face-deep in MY LOCKER, in MY BAG, on her tippy toes, with MY PURSE in her hand…
Make it make sense.
I was likeeeee:
“Chelsea… what you doing in my locker???”
Sis jumped, turned around and real life said—I swear to God—
“I just wanted to see your purse.”
HUH????
So you couldn‘t just ask me?… ya know… in my presence, like a normal member of society???
the pieces to the puzzle… guess who got some stickers 💃🏽
Now I’m shook, confused and offended because this just cannot be real. I check my purse. Everything’s there—money, ID, lip balm—thankfully untouched. But the vibes were off, friend. I’m talking awkward silence the wholeeee time.
🗣️ did I snitch? YES.
Once lunch was over, it was bothering me so bad I had to tell somebody.
Did I tell the manager? Nope.. at least not yet. Because I really did not want her to get in trouble. Forgive me, I used to care a little back then.
But eventually, that person convinced me to go ahead and report it and boom… Chelsea got fired on the spot.
LIKE GIRL… you didn’t even last two weeks. WHY 😭
back to my unboxing 📦💁🏽♀️
Anywayyyyy…
Here’s the actual point of this post: my camera unboxing 🎥✨
isn’t she lovelyyyyy 🎵….?
She’s here. She’s gorgeous. I’m now officially in my camera girl era—no more iPhone struggle shots. Nope. This baby is giving 8K energy.
Maybe I’ll be vlogging, taking better lifestyle photos for the blog, getting you some Pilates goodness or finally progressing on my YouTube channel… regardless, we are UP!
Let’s just hope this camera survives longer than my cash almost DIDN’T. 😩💸
Stay tuned for test shots, chaotic vlogs, and more unfiltered storytimes because clearly… I’ve got material lol. Oh and, watch the full unboxing video here !
TTYL 🫶🏽
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