4 Sale: One lousy attitude. One size fits all. Can be configured for personal peeves, including kids, traffic and the a** a the gym, who, while I was holding the door for a man on crutches, sprinted inside ahead of me, cutting off the poor guy hobbling out.
"I am not a doorman, doormat, or matador!" I called out to the punk, who was half my age and twice my prettiness. (Nah, I didn't really. I just fumed about it for a day and a half.)
PS: Winning bid was the new dark chocolate Reese's peanut butter cups. (If you're not a fan of dark chocolate, it's as good as place as any to become one!)