Just Lucky, I Guess
So check me out: Green skin? Warts? Crooked teeth? Pointy hat?
No, no, no, and no.
I drive a Toyota Camry, thank you very much. Oh, I own a broom, but like most people, I use it to sweep floors, and that’s it.
I love wearing black, and I think it looks good on me, but I avoid it at all costs because–well, you know. And I’ve been told my laugh is, in fact, kind of a cackle, which makes me super self-conscious, and that sucks.
And yes, my name is Drucilla. But it’s not like I came up with that one. Thanks, Mom and Dad.
But annoying stereotypes aside, I like who I am and what I do.
Yeah, I thought about doing something else–forging my own path or whatever. I even went to culinary school for a bit.
But I figured out after a couple of months there that mixing up ingredients was just a substitute–a poor one, at that–for my real passion: Mixing up potions.
There’s just nothing better than standing over a bubbling cauldron and adding that pinch of eye of newt that brings the whole thing together. NOTHING. Honestly, it’s so much fun I feel guilty calling it work.
So yeah, it’s my job–but it’s also my love. It’s in my blood (which is also not green, by the way).
I’m just lucky, I guess.