Who can't resist a call from a coworker and ends up working for them? Me. Who receives Avon packages and theatre makeup for my friends? Me. That's right, I'm the international sap. This week's sap moment is when my friend (who will remain anonymous to preserve her dignity)...Well, she buys her bra at Victoria's Secret. The stores here stopped selling her kind, so she has to buy it online, right? She was going on about how if she got it delivered to her apartment, her roommates would razz her about that she's getting something for her boyfriend. She can't have it shipped to him, because...well, you know. Anyways, she COULD have rented a PO box, but...she gave me "puppy dog" eyes, and...you guessed it. I'm receiving the package for her. She figures I can put the stuff in an empty Avon box of mine.
Why do I always end up doing this? Guess I'm nice. That's good, right? Nice is good?
Anyways, I have to go study for a test. Bye!
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