Pull up a chair close to the computer screen, I have a sad story to tell you.
I ordered some perfume from my friend Amy at Inspire Company as a gift for someone special. When it arrived the other day, I was so excited to open it up and have a look. The postman handed it over and my heart sank a little. The fancy printed tape that Amy seals her parcels with was covered - with bright yellow plastic tape. It could only mean one thing, bad news: Canada/US Customs.
I sliced into the box and had a look. There was an ugly form letter from the border police informing me that I'd ordered "dangerous materials" from abroad and they had confiscated it at the border and.... destroyed it.
Well I dug a little deeper into that packing box and found, lo and behold, the pretty pink box had been opened, Amy's perky polka-dot ribbons untied, and the perfume - gone. No doubt tossed into a garbage can. Or maybe even worn by the wife of a nice border patrol officer, do you think? The letter went on to say that due to terrorism and the risk of sending dangerous and explosive items in the mail, the new policy was to destroy it at the border. There was a 1-800 number for me to call for more information, but the letter explained that I'd better not call to find out where my "explosives" were, they'd already been destroyed.
It healed my broken heart a bit to see that Amy had included a cute little ring for me and my tiny cupcake ballerinas arrived okay, although I am sure they were traumatized by the goings-on at the Canada/US border.
Tell me, readers... many of you know Amy and I both... do we look like troublemakers?