Sending the “back” back.
In life, there are big problems and there are little ones.
Sometimes it’s the little ones that aggravate me the most.
The errand I end up doing not once, but twice or more.
The things that become a rapid pain-in-the ass that were meant to be pretty and easy.
I got a pair of earrings from the gym. A display from across the street, a store at the Mall. Hand-crafted jewelry from Spain.
Cool.
I loved a pair of earrings that looked like a needle on one ear and a button on the other.
Until I put them on at home, and the backing was too loose.
I returned it once.
Got it home. You can guess.
Forgot to pull it out of my drawer for when I was there Saturday with Gloria Gordon.
The salesperson/manager believed my story, though, and fished out another backing.
“I’ll mail the bad one back to you,” I promised. “I like mailing things.”
He looked surprised but gave me a card in the silver envelope.
Tonight, as I promised, I’m shipping the back back.
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