PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASSSSSEEEE!!!!
Welcome to another Wednesday Picture Day at The Nest. As can often happen during retail’s slow time of the year, I will find myself stocking way outside of my usual element many nights in January. Sunday night bought me a short trip to the Valentine’s aisle where I spent about half an hour putting up nauseatingly cute stuffed animals for naive boyfriends and pussywhipped hubbies to buy for their sweeties. There’s a friendly note in some of the boxes these plushies come in that reminds us of the long, hard and claustrophobic journeys many of these cheaply produced tokens of the season must take in order to reach the shelf of your local Mecca.
HELLO…
I’VE BEEN SITTING IN THE BOX FOR MONTHS,
Pleeeeease……SHAKE ME OUT,
AND FLUFF ME UP!
Thank you!! 🙂
I brought one of those signs home and set up everyone’s favorite bimbocorn Mitzi to pose with it. As I mentioned in the post I dedicated to her a couple weeks ago, Mitzi had to endure this journey from China to the States three years ago herself…. so she knows what it’s like to be trapped inside of a small, dark cardboard box with eleven of her identical twins without seeing the light of the sun for a quarter of a year. You can only imagine what those kind of harsh conditions would do to a pretty girl’s fur and mane…
So, I wonder if anyone will take Mitzi up on her request……..
Typical malecritters.
I’ll be back next Wednesday with another photo that should’ve stayed in the box….
Evil Squirrel's Nest 
I like this friendly notes… much better than the common “this bag is NOT a toy… you can die a horrible death “… I mean that’s the trigger to pull this bag over my head immediately, right?
Yes, that’s what all of the cool kids do! And don’t forget eating the little packet that says “DO NOT EAT!”…
Wow! The dumbing down of America continues. People need a note to tell them to shake a stuffed toy to make it fluffy? Seems like everyone should have learned that in kindergarten. Just saying…
Well, to be fair, these are intended for us stockers… who unfortunately don’t have time to shake out and fluff up 500 stuffed animals every night. The customers who will hopefully love their new toy forever and ever do not get to see to see the note…. and hopefully as you said, do not need it.
Ok then. I’m not sure what it says about stockers, but I feel less like America, as a whole, needs to be reminded how to shake it, baby, shake it. 😉
Oh snorts with piggy laughter. I think we need one of those signs here to place on dad’s rump after winter leaves… XOXO – Bacon
LOL, I don’t think there will be as many volunteers for that assignment as Mitzi will get!
Okay, for some reason I’m humming “I’m a little teapot…”
I would like to see someone try to fluff out a teapot…
Tell the little dear that I will fluff her anytime and that Gibbs would probably fall passionately in love with her at first sight!
Oh dear…. I’m not sure Mitzi needs that kind of tough love. It might ruin her mani/pedi….
Snuggle Bear looks like he’d happily volunteer to “help” with the whole shaking and fluffing process. Mitzi might be better off fluffing herself and running far, far away…
I think he’s extra frisky because going through my freshly washed laundry doesn’t do anything for him. Too bad Mitzi doesn’t have any laundry….. or clothes for that matter…
When I owned a retail store, January was all about inventory. Gah!!! I’d have given anything to unstuff and fluff. 🙂 #inventoryisthepits
Where I work, inventories are scheduled anytime between January and October. My store’s inventory generally ends up in late summer…. which is awesome for those who like to take vacation in August and get told no! And we can’t forget to pre-count all of those 8 million cheap notebooks we have for Back to School time….
Boy, that took me back a while. Have to admit, don’t miss taking inventory. Try counting packages of nails, screws, key blanks and other little bitty hardware items!! Ummmm, no thanks! 🙂
Does anyone seriously believe that Mitzi didn’t find herself an easy “mark”, used her feminine wiles and spent the entire trip in a luxury stateroom?
Probably not… but when Mitzi gives everyone a lame excuse to fluff her up, most guys aren’t thinking with their brains…
I would imagine that was one very long ride for Mitzi’s box mates. Unless there were some male critters in there to distract her, she probably talked the whole time. I can picture it, stacks and stacks of boxes in a container on a container ship and one voice cutting through the silence, “and then there was that time I took a little roll in the hay with a troll….” 😀
LOL!!!!! She’s lucky someone didn’t duct tape her mouth shut on the long trip!