Long ago in a land far away Casey caught site of a purse. A big purse, a colorful purse, a pretty purse.
"My my!" Said Casey, "That purse! It's so perfect! It must be mine!"
Casey saved up her Christmas money and made the pretty leather patchwork purse hers.
It was the first "big girl" purse Casey had ever owned. She loved her purse, others loved her purse. Casey's 80 year old grandma tried to steal the purse, the 16 year old baby sitter tried to steal the purse. Casey's small town mother in law tried to steal the purse, Casey's very hip neighbor tried to steal the purse.
"My my!" Casey said "What fine taste I have in purses!"
Casey would see other purses, but none ever compared to her purse, she loved it. She swore that as long as she lived she and the purse would never part ways.
That was until a hot muggy night in August. Without any warning the strap on Casey's beloved purse snapped. SNAPPED! Causing the purse to fall to the floor with a spine chilling thud.
Two ladies down the aisle gasped along with Casey "GASP! Was that a Coach?"
(as if the brand of the purse makes its loss any greater.)
"No! But I loved it so! It was my first. real. purse." (and we all know we never forget our first, right?)
Casey was devastated, her shoulder felt so empty. She carried around the battered and wounded purse like an injured cat and promised that she would fix the purse, and make all right with the universe.
Casey entered the store where she had first set eyes on the purse. She had heard they had a good reputation and was only hoping to be reimbursed for the repair to her wounded buttery leather strap. Casey found the keeper of the purses and showed her the destrapped purse.
"OH NOES!" cried the purse lady "We must make this right! Come! Let us find you a NEW! purse."
Just like that a new purse was shoved into Casey's lonely arms and the old, well loved purse was sent off to an uncertain fate.
Casey would be lying if she didn't admit to getting a little misty eyed over the thought of what her old purse was about to go through.
Alas, there was no duplicate of Casey's original purse, so she was given the red headed stepchild of her old purse.
It was so different.
But Casey was determined to treat this new purse as her own.
The compliments started coming with Casey's new purse. She was slowly learning to like this purse, and was genuinely hoping that this like would turn to love. But as with many first dates, on the purse's first day out it showed its fatal flaw, a seam that had never been sewn together properly.
"Blast!" said Casey "Can't I ever win?" she cried in despair.
It was back to the purse store, to trade in yet another damaged purse. Instead of cheapening her loss with a new purse of the same style that may have lurking fatal flaws, Casey took her money back and turned her eyes towards a new horizon: eBay.
This was not Casey's first time with eBay. eBay had been a go to for years before, ever since she bought her first maternity shirt on eBay almost four years ago. She searched for a new purse, one which could fulfill all her dreams and fill the void the original purse had left. SUDDENLY! There it was!
Casey and the new purse bonded instantly.
"I have found it!" she proclaimed.
Bidding occurred.Winning resulted.Six days later Casey's empty shoulder and homeless wallet had a new home in a flawless bag.
While Casey believed she could never love again after the original bag, this new bag proved that love the second time around was possible.
Not only possible but sweeter, all thanks to PayPal and eBay seller CutiePuppy1985.
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