Another adventure in the land of shipping

As Shannon said it today, "I am in a weird shipping vortex." Things just get sent to me that are unusual, unordered and usually, plain ugly. Case in point? The tacky fish crap. There was also the giant chrome purse display stand that was sent to my attention at work.

I got a new laptop at work and felt it was only fair I get a cute new laptop bag to replace the rather mundane and professional looking one that was given to me with the laptop. I mean, a girl's got to accessorize, right?

Anyway, so I ordered this cute bag from Love, Margaux. It was handsewn in Portland, Oregon and I even got a cute handwritten note thanking me for my purchase and supporting local businesses. I love it!



I do not, however, love what I found in the pocket.

Shannon was watching me go through it after pulling it from the box, when I suddenly grew silent, cocked my head to the side like a dog and stared inside, perplexed.

"What?"

I held up the first item I found...a very used sheet of plastic, ripped from a checkbook.

I continued to dig through the pockets until I found another item: a half used, OLD package of Trident gum.

We started laughing, confused about this abundance of treasures I discovered when I realized there was also a gum wrapper in one of the other interior pockets!


I don't think the bag is used. It still has the tags on and wasn't dirty anywhere I could find, but as to why they shipped a dental treat to me, I couldn't say. Call it creative packaging.

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