Betty-Boo, the chubby blonde, was talking to her old friend Lisa Ray.
She complained, "You know I am on the road a lot. My business depends on fabric samples that my customers courier to me, based on which I proceed with outsourcing of finished garments. But because of my travel, the couriers don't reach me."
Lisa Ray asked her, "So did you try to do something about it?"
"Yes" replied Betty-Boo. "I put a box in my car."
"A box??? How does it help?"
Betty-Boo said, "I don't know as yet. I haven't received any couriers so far."
Lisa Ray asked, "And what is the reason for it?"
Betty Boo answered, "Guess when I am on the move, my zip code keeps changing."
She complained, "You know I am on the road a lot. My business depends on fabric samples that my customers courier to me, based on which I proceed with outsourcing of finished garments. But because of my travel, the couriers don't reach me."
Lisa Ray asked her, "So did you try to do something about it?"
"Yes" replied Betty-Boo. "I put a box in my car."
"A box??? How does it help?"
Betty-Boo said, "I don't know as yet. I haven't received any couriers so far."
Lisa Ray asked, "And what is the reason for it?"
Betty Boo answered, "Guess when I am on the move, my zip code keeps changing."