Attention: A Fiber-riffic Parcel Awaits You at the Front Desk

Scene: A somewhat frazzled girl walks towards her apartment. She had just got off the train (to Jackson and back, during rush hour, no less) and was anxious for the comforts of home. As she approaches her apartment door -She notices a bright pink slip of paper.

"Attention! The Front Desk attendant is holding a parcel for you!"



The girl spins around and heads back to the elevator -Her mind full of wonder. "A package? For me? From who? Hmm? I'm not expecting anything. Who sent me a package? Rawr!"

Frazzled Girl: "Hey Meredith ...I have a package?"
Meredith (trusty front desk woman extroidinare ...if not a tad bit too Pentecostal): "Umm hmm ...And girl, you're not gonna be all that happy about it ...wait til you see this thing"
Frazzled Girl: (confusion -crinkled brow)



Frazzled Girl: "Metamucil! Hooray!"
Meredith: (laughter)

Girl walks back to elevator, back to her apartment -Tired from her trek downtown, the girl enjoys two small/crushed Metamucil Fiber Wafers "in Cinnamon Flavor". She then grabs her camera and opts to "blog" about her crappy (no pun-intended) package.

End (rather elongated) scene.