I just got a shipment from PSA, and the young seasonal worker just couldn't help himself. He had to impress me by noting the contents of the box, because, of course, he probably asked the driver what ORM-D meant.
If I complain, he gets canned, and then maybe I have to hose down one of my thresholds. Or, he's truly ghetto-fabulous, and I wind up having to clean up aisle no. 3 anyway.
So lovely it is out here in the seclusion of the country.
If I complain, he gets canned, and then maybe I have to hose down one of my thresholds. Or, he's truly ghetto-fabulous, and I wind up having to clean up aisle no. 3 anyway.
So lovely it is out here in the seclusion of the country.