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Just My Luck
by Aria(crune@coqui.net)



	My best friend had been looking for a decent bathing suit for 

weeks.  It was very hard for her to find THE bathing suit considering just 

how darn picky she is.  IT had to be the right color ("not pink, or bright 

yellow, or red, or fushia. .  ."), the right size ("No! N-o!! its wayyy too 

loose on my butt!") and the right price ("35 freakin' dollars?!!  What the 

hell!  Do ya think I'm rich?!!" ).  These factors made THE bathing suit 

about as easy to find as the Holy Grail (you know its out there, you just 

can't find it).

	She was obsessed about finding the right bathing suit because it was

the first time she was going to the states and she wanted to look *good* 

(as if she was an ogre looking for the magic bikini that would transform 

her into a princess).  That summer we were both going to paradise--Florida,  

home of Disney world and villas with TVS in all four rooms. . . heaven.  

Anyway, after an extensive search through the different malls and stores 

in my home town and pouring over hundreds of catalogs, poor Rita was going to 

Orlando bikiniless and with an old black and white one-piece.

	Let me clear something: Rita is not a bimbo.  She didn't spend the 

entire vacation moaning and groaning over THE bathing suit, but she looked 

for IT in all the malls we went to (and we went to quite a few considering my

(mother's a mall-aholic).

	I remember Rita asking me to come over to her fitting room 

(for the millionth time) to "give her my honest opinion on the bathing suit"

("Are you sure I don't look fat?").  Seeing as to how I practically worship 

my best friend (we grew up together), I didn't say anything, but my patience 

was wearing thin.  Another dilemma between bathing suits ( "The bikini or the
 
one-piece?  What do you think?  Nah, I hate them both.) and I was sure I was 

going to either scream, or hit Rita, or throw up, or all three.
		
	Oh, the day she found IT!  IT was in a mall called Altamonte and it 

was around five o'clock, I was dead tired already from running around after 

Rita.  We had entered a 5 7 9 store and I was telling her to give it up.  She

was close to saying "ok" but then she saw IT.  IT was a boy-cut two-piece, 

blue and green, very pretty I admit.  She tried IT on, looking for THE 

right size and --surprise!--they had it.  Rita was so happy and most 

definitely so was I (more than she, I think).  Actually, Rita was so happy 

that she payed far more than the right price for IT, without even batting an
 
eye.
	We came to the villa that afternoon happy and satisfied and had a 

great day.  We woke up the next morning ready to go explore one of Orlando's

numerous water parks (Rita was going to show off her new bathing suit, of 

course).  She reached for the bag and took out the bathing suit.  When I 

turned to her, she had a funny look on her face.

	"What is it?"I asked.

	"The saleslady didn't put the bottom piece in the bag".
 				
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