A box!

These boxes draw attention coming through customs! I arrived at the cargo building to pick it up, they handed me papers and said I had to go to customs and declare it. Looked at the paperwork, written right on it was 'Miss July, custom pubic hair" My cover story re: whats in the box? went right out the window at that point. I'll just have to grin and bear it. I go to customs office. CUSTOMS OFFICER: "What is it?" ME: "A doll." He doesn't bat an eye. Seems to be stalling, waiting for his partner to come over, but he's busy on the phone. After 10 long minutes he locates the duty category. I pay. Easy. Back to cargo building for pick up. CARGO GUY: "We have some really interesting packages come through here, and yours is one of them. I guess you could call this is a mail order bride?" Oh brother, here we go... ME: "I guess so..." (grin and bear, grin and bear). 5 guys working there are all stop what they are doing and are looking at me. (grin and bear, grin and bear). CARGO GUY: "Are you going to open it up and introduce us?" (grin and bear, grin and bear) ME: "Nope, I don't think so." (grin and bear, grin and bear) CARGO GUY: "Awww, come on!!! Well at least give me a website so I can check her out..." (grin and bear, grin and bear) ME: 'boytoy dot com" wrong, oh well. It's on the paperwork anyway, asshole (grin and bear, grin and bear) ME "Why do you want one?" (grin and bear, grin and bear) CARGO GUY: "Well, wouldn't mind trying her out". He seems kind of envious. Anyway, he loads the box in back of my truck, says something about Christmas time for me, have a nice honeymoon. Whatever. (grin and bear, grin and bear) I hop in and drive away. YES! She is mine at last! Glad I don't embarrass easily. Very unprofessional of the cargo guy. Whatta dick head. But what do I care, I'll never see them again. Well, maybe when I pick up my next doll....