My adviser put together this amazing Christmas gift for me.
Of course there is a backstory.
I deal with some pretty severe anxiety about public speaking. I was a wreck before I gave my talk in Istanbul, so we had liquid lunch before my talk, and then coffee to perk me back up. I still felt like barfing through the whole talk, which I apparently told the session organizer right before I spoke.
The morning of my talk my adviser's son reported having gone a whole day dry- they were doing potty training then- so my adviser's daughter promised him they would get him "Choo-choo panties". I asked her what she would give me if I did a good job on my talk, so she told me I would get choo-choo panties too...
They are AWESOME!
When I opened the package and saw the "choo-choo panties" listed on the box contents, I started laughing so hard that I started crying. It's silly, but it has taken me four years to get to the point where I have arrived enough to get a personalized gift. I will treasure these FOREVER!
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