It all started with a redditgifts message from my gifter.

"It's to arrive tomorrow by 3pm, <tracking #>. You'll want to track and get to it asap"

I need to get to it asap? What the hell did I sign up for? Better yet, what the hell did I write in my short description that I needed to actively track and get to this package? Was it expensive? A puppy?

The tracking number didn't work so I figured it hadn't even been entered into the system yet and I had a few days before I needed to expect anything.

I had just gotten back from lunch the next day when I saw crim_girl message me with a new tracking number. It had arrived. I needed to get home asap.

FRAGILE.

It said fragile on the box. What the hell did I write on that bio that I got sent something fragile?

Nervously, I opened the box. As grabbed the letter included with the gift, I spotted a loaf of bread among the packaging peanuts. Uh. Bread, huh? I suppose it could be worse.

As I read through the letter, I realized I had hit gold. I was gifted a glorious cheesesteak. An authentic cheesesteak. Bread. Steak. Cheese. Fix'ins. Hell to the yes. Om to the nom nom nom.

Once my heart rate slowed to a safer rate, I checked out the rest of the goodies. Baked sweet goodies, seasoning for burgers, jalapeno jam courtesy of some nice Amish ladies, and a shotglass from Intercourse, PA.

What a gift. My mind is thoroughly blown.

I once had a conversation with a friend where she told me the fastest way to a man's heart was to know his favorite sandwich. Mine is a cheesesteak. I'm in love.

In conclusion, Sara and Dan, thank you both. You are amazing. I'm sorry I didn't get a better picture; I had to run back to work, but I wanted to make sure I acknowledged you both right away. Thank you for such a thoughtful and awesome gift(s). I'm going to devour this delicious thing for dinner and love every moment of it.