My new purse

My new purse came today in the mail. Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal. I got a new purse. Woo hoo. Well, here is a picture of it.

Okay, so it’s not actually a purse. It’s a Discovery Toy Chest. But my mind works in strange ways. I despise going up to strangers and pushing toys. I feel as though I’m the smarmy guy a block away from the school ground trying to sell crack cocaine. “Pssst. Hey buddy.”

I thought if I carried around this purse, people would say, “Oh, that’s a cute (interesting, strange, insert your own adjective) purse. Where did you get it?” To which, I could respond, “Discovery Toys, which I sell. You could earn this and other toys for free, yada, yada, yada.”

I personally thought this was a good idea. My husband smirked at me. My friends outright laughed at me and then said, “You’re not REALLY going to carry that around in public, are you?”

Well, after I received my purse today and stuffed all my belongings into it, I took off to run errands. Sonic, Beauty Brands, Franklin Covey, and Wal-Mart. Before I hit Wal-Mart, nobody had even looked at me cross-eyed. Imagine my joy when a woman in Wal-Mart said, “Oh, that is so cute! Where did you get your purse?” YIPPEE! My plan worked. After a few minutes of conversation, the Wal-Mart lady was interested in hosting a party and is excited about the free toys she can get for her son. Do I rock or what?

Imagine the look of shock on my husband’s face when I came home and related my news. “You mean that thing actually works?!” Yes. Yes, it does!