I have a new job. With new jobs come new coworkers...and their accessories. I share an office with two women. One of them has a bag I've been admiring since Monday. It's sturdy, cute and looks like it could hold a lot of stuff in an organized fashion. Lately I'm paying attention to bags because my own $20 H&M rig, which has been on my shoulder for almost two years, doesn't have enough pockets to keep me out of the chaos zone. Lip balms, receipts, keys and sunglasses mix into an awful lump--a very un-magnificent bump--at the bottom of my sack. I'm hunting for an alternative. This is why it made perfect sense for me to compliment my coworker on her bag yesterday:
Me: I like your bag.
Coworker: Huh?
Me: That bag--it looks really practical, and it's cute. I'm on the market for one.
Coworker: Oh this? It's my breast pump.
Silence.
Me: Oh!
Needless to say, I'm still looking.
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