It's a small price to pay for free stuff.

I walked into Rachael-The-Bully's house last night and plonked down my two bags. One with food in, the other was the bag I've had since I was 21. To say it has seen better days would be an understatement. 



Out of everyone's feelings it could possibly hurt however, Rachael-The-Bully seems to be the most effected. Last night was no exception. She took one look at it and snarled. She said nothing however. 

About half an hour into the evening as I was sitting down with my healthy bowl of super noodles Rachael-The-Bully started to tell me about her day. 

"I was on the train today and a girl walked on carrying a bag just as old and tacky as yours," she began. "Do you know what I thought when I saw her?"

"Was it 'wow she must really love that bag' by any chance?"

"Not quite," she said. "More like, 'wow, she just looks so... dirty.'"

"Ah, there's nothing like a good bit of judgemental commenting on the train."

"Surely you must realise that going on the train with that bag would get you the same comments?"

"I'm pretty sure no one's quite as offended by the bag as you are... Well, with the exception of maybe Claire."

Rachael-The-Bully sighed and let it go for about an hour before she clocked eyes on it again. 

"Oh for crying out loud," she said. "I will give you a bag if you promise to stop using that one."

I looked up from my puzzle book that I had started and gazed at her curiously. 

"Really?"

Rachael-The-Bully simply sighed and got up, mumbling to herself. I heard her rooting around in her bedroom for about ten minutes before she finally emerged with my cool new bag. One that she had bought but had not yet used.



I gaped at her for about five seconds before I finally found my words. 

"So you're telling me that you're that annoyed by my laziness of buying a new bag that you want to give me one of yours?"

Rachael-The-Bully thrust it into my arms. "At least people won't think you're homeless now."

"Cheers Rach!"

And this, people, is one of the reasons why, even though I call Claire and Rachael bullies, I still think they're freaking awesome. Rachael-The-Bully's insults end in free goodies and Claire-The-Bully is letting me crash in her bed while she's away for a week. 

I'm planning on bringing some of my most tacky trousers and tops tonight and see what I get as a result of her annoyance from them. There are a couple of tops she has that I've had my eye on for a while now...

Peace out my lovelies.