PSA: Shipping

I was asked to ship Brandi's rather large collection of personal pleasure items to her after her move across the country. Today I finally ventured out to the post office. I get there and she has already boxed everything up and addressed it for me. (Such a good friend) However when I get to the counter the nice Post Office man hears a broken glass noise and suggests I open the box and make sure nothing is broken so they don't get blamed ect. Also he suggested that I switch boxes on one of the packages to save about $8. I really didn't want to because of the content of these and the hard time I have getting to the post office. However he pressured me about the "broken glass" and so I grabbed a flat rate box and scooted over to the side of the counter to switch everything out. All goes well until I bump the old box and knock it on to the floor, spraying the contents all over. Thankfully there were only the 2 employees and 1 other customer in the area. Totally heard the two employees chuckle at me. I did find out what was causing the "Broken Glass" noise.....A ben wa ball had escaped from its container and was rolling around the box.
When I went back up to the counter the man who had been helping me before told me, "Hunny don't be embarrised. I have worked for the Post Office for 31 years I have seen MUCH MUCH worse."  I wish I had asked for a story....Oh well maybe next time.

~Sigh~

What have we learned??
Always pack your personal items securely and before you get to the post office.

Wicked Wednesday

Since it is Wednesday I guess I should entertain you dear readers with a story.  The theme this week is Wet and Wicked. I think I only have about one wet story that is of any interest so here goes. 
When I was in college I was dating W. You might remember him as the fellow who got the broken nose. Well it was summer time in the north east and my family has private river front property. W and I get down there and it is SUPER secluded. We grab a huge tube and start playing in the water. One thing leads to another of course. Now you have to understand we are both small people....I'm about 5 even on a good day and W is maybe 5'5. So Both of us are on this tube chilling, heavy petting when I get squirrely and decide to try and give him a BJ. All is well, dick in mouth and then I hear it......"Hope we aren't interrupting anything" Scared the pants off me. I jump up to see who is talking and end up flipping both me and W off this float. Once I get my head above water I see my Sister and Aunt both standing on shore laughing their asses off at us. Sister procedes to make the wipe your mouth motion and say....Hey B I think you might have a little something. Honestly don't think I will ever live that one down. Damn family!