"Now thinking about everywhere you shopped over the past 3 months, indicate the total number of videos, either for yourself or someone else you...They're kidding, right? I don't think they understand who they're askin'.
Rented- DVD or VHS tape."
BK stopped by my apartment for like 5 minutes last Saturday to drop off some Zip disks. He remembers little details about yours truly and ends up gracing me with material things I generally appreciate. Sometmes, these things are a little on the bizarre side. Silently into the apartment he walks with the bag of disks, smiles slightly, and then hands me a ½ empty tube of Lancôme Juicy Tube in Miracle.
Me: Umm, where did you get this?
Brad: I [pauses] found it in the parking lot at my gym.
Me: [trying to keep a straight face and failing miserably] That is...really disgusting.
BK shrugged, looking slightly put off by the fact I thought it was so icky. How could I refuse, though? I mean, what guy goes out of his way to stop in a parking lot, looks down at a shiny pink object, and thinks, "Rachel needs that!"?
BK, that's who.
What I didn't tell BK was that in the last month, two of my girlfriends have raved about this exact brand of lipgloss.
- A. told me last time we walking at LaFortune that one of her students' mommies surprised her with 3-5 of these one morning. She was thrilled. SHe went on to describe why she liked the gloss so much.
- W. told me she was having a particularly emotional day and started crying when she accidentally dropped a brand new tube of this stuff in her toilet, lid off.
- I'm pretty sure ET will tell me her thoughts after she reads this as she has used every cosmetic product known to woman.
Did I stoop? [Rachel shows you her large toothy smile]
Do I love it? Eh...it's alright. I won't be spending $16.50 of my own money on the stuff.
After all was said and done, I thought about this event. Wait just a minute! It's a trap. I'll bet that instead of innocently looking down at the parking lot and thinking I needed the lip gloss because he was being nice, BK probably found the stuff in the parking lot and thought, "I bet if I give this to her, she won't be able to resist using it. Then she'll blog about it. How gross would that be if she really used it?!"
I'm mighty predictable.