Recently discovered evidence reveals Jean was (briefly) a fifth Beatle...
"I used to have a life," moans formerly productive member of society
"No, I wasn't always as you see me now!" Jean (jeans.( 283)) sighs, hunched over a rapidly cooling cup of coffee. There is a faint tremor to her hands as she lifts the cup. Her story is sobering.
"I can't stop myself from doing just one more search! Then another... then another ...!
"Mexican silver... Playmobils... vintage hats... Odd Fellows banners... Mexican silver... souvenier dishtowels... millinery supplies... Mexican silver... Griswold cake molds...( why are they so expensive?), Mexican lobby cards... who knew they existed? But I want them... I must have them all! All, do you hear me?! Oh, and did I mention the Mexican silver???"
As we slowly edge away from her, Jean admits that she is powerless, held in the thrall of electronic commerce. But it wasn't always like this.
"Actually, I was once like you... normal in just about every way. I loved my life. I enjoyed the simple yet profound pleasures: taking long walks on the beach with my golden retriever, teaching my cats to knit or shopping at the local farmer's market. But then, one day..." Her hands begin to shake.
A 'friend' (and she knows who she is, Julie) introduced me to... eBay!
Jean S. is now a shadow of her former self.
Please, won't you help?
Send Mexican silver jewelry, preferably vintage and... yes, it had better be signed, to: Save Jean From Herself
P.O. Box 24
Whine Country, CA 99999