Let me preface this by saying that I have a thing for Israeli women. I think it is a result of watching Cote De Pablo on NCIS.
I am walking through the mall today coming out of the Franklin Covey store (I also have a thing for organization), and I get pulled aside by this gorgeous Israeli woman who is selling skin care products "from the dead sea." I could have cared less for the products I was busy daydreaming about the sales woman!
She was talking about some sort of salt scrub that she was trying to sell me, "it exfoliates your hands and feet" she said...my attention peaked a little bit. Then she proceeded to tell me that if she is going to use it on her feet she has to do it herself, she said that she let someone else do it one time and that by the time they were done she was in tears from laughter. She now has my undivided attention.
Furthering her tale she told me that it also makes her feet more ticklish. She said that her friend tickled her one time the same day that she used it and she thought she was going to die. I officially didn't stand a chance.
Long story short, I bought the crap and didn't get the girl. James Bond I am not.
I am walking through the mall today coming out of the Franklin Covey store (I also have a thing for organization), and I get pulled aside by this gorgeous Israeli woman who is selling skin care products "from the dead sea." I could have cared less for the products I was busy daydreaming about the sales woman!
She was talking about some sort of salt scrub that she was trying to sell me, "it exfoliates your hands and feet" she said...my attention peaked a little bit. Then she proceeded to tell me that if she is going to use it on her feet she has to do it herself, she said that she let someone else do it one time and that by the time they were done she was in tears from laughter. She now has my undivided attention.
Furthering her tale she told me that it also makes her feet more ticklish. She said that her friend tickled her one time the same day that she used it and she thought she was going to die. I officially didn't stand a chance.
Long story short, I bought the crap and didn't get the girl. James Bond I am not.