(Outside of a shop called "Packages Plus".  A man enters and walks up to a woman sitting at the reception counter.)

Man - (sitting a binder on the counter) Hi.  This is going to need to be a rush job.

Receptionist - Of course sir!  Who's the lucky lady?

Man - It's for a coworker.  I don't really underst-

Receptionist - (interrupting) No need to explain further sir, we won't tell if you don't!  When do you need it by?

Man - I…(shakes his head in confusion) By tomorrow if possible.

Receptionist - That soon?  Well, aren't you lucky!  Our specialist is in today, let me go get him.
            (The receptionist goes into the back to get the specialist.  Soon he comes out from the back.  The specialist is a slightly overweight, balding man wearing a dingy polo shirt and khaki pants)
Specialist - Hey, I hear you need a rush job.  What can I do to help?

Man - I…(shakes his head in confusion) anyway, for starters I need a good box to stick it in.

Specialist - (nodding appreciatively) That is the trick then isn't it mate?

Man - I…guess so.  Anyway, I also need-

Specialist - (interrupting) Does my cock look bigger to you?

Man - (taken aback) Your what?!?

Specialist - I guess I don't know what I'm asking you for.  I mean you didn't see it before then didja?  If you had seen it last week though, you'd definitely say that my cock looks bigger.  Anyway, how big do you want yours?

Man - What kind of shipping corporation is this!?!

Specialist - Shipping?  Oh, I think you misunderstood.  This is a penile enhancement clinic.  You know, "packages plus".

Man - (turning pale) Oh my God.  I-I-I'm so sorry to have wasted your time, but I've really got to go.  Grabs his binder and runs out of the store.

            (At this point the Receptionist comes back up front and hands the Specialist $100)

Receptionist - Well, I guess you're pretty proud.  I thought for sure we were going to have to ship at least one package today.

Specialist - (Taking the money) - Not on my watch.  Damn whiny customers.  It's always the same thing, (Mockingly) 'look at me, I need to ship a package, la, la, la'.  (Shakes his head) Oh well, anyway, you want to pop in the back for a quick #$%&?

Receptionist (Looking around) - Yeah, ok.



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