She's even cooler now! She's an agent and she knows all kinds of famous people. I drop her name and career here and there, hoping it gives me some clout. But make no mistake about it, Barb works her ass off. Being an agent is hard work, it's definitely not all glamour. She reads legal contracts all day, yells at managers all night, all while stroking the egos of Hollywood's A-Listers, B-Listers and even those who wish they were D-Listers. Some days I think she could make Ari Gold poop his pants.
Through the years Barb and I have had many adventures, some that our blackouts barely allow us to remember (Samoa), some that we wish to forget (Samoa). But through everything, we had laughter. Maybe a couple of bottles of champagne as well, but always laughter. If I ever end up in jail...please bring enough money to bail her out too. She's such a good friend I'm sure she was just taking the fall for something I did :-)
Barb is also very considerate. She's never seen something in purple on EBay that she didn't consider buying. (insert funny drum tap here) She is the Queen Bee. And EBay is her kingdom. She can sell most anything for a great price and buy most everything for an even better price. She once ordered a grab bag full of rings and gave me one that was too small for her. (My ONE thing that is smaller than Barb) She bought a pair of heels that were too big for her, even with the extra padding, and she just gave them to me. Another time she bought a pair of black boots. Again too big. The seller said it would be cheaper for her to get another pair in her size than to send them back...so she gave me the larger size. That's right...GAVE. (needless to say, we both had to put the boots outside for about a week when we realized they reeked of gasoline!) They are really cute and they look good on both of us, especially when we accidentally wear them to the same party.
So with all of her negotiating skills and generosity, Barb was a perfect candidate to shop for me. She does so great when it's her money...I figured she would do great when it's mine!
Barb and Jen fought for the month of May. It almost came to blows and an all out war....well not really, but I was chanting "Two Men Enter, One Man Leaves!!" They didn't buy into my made-up feud. In the end, Jen went to Italy for a month and had to give the month up to Barb. (Italy was a pretty good trade if you ask me!)
So Barb went to work on her EBay skills...making offers and watching items. I'm told she missed out on a few gems, but she also went on other sites and stores and got me some really great items!
Barb is a really great friend. She makes me laugh, smile, raise my eye brows, giggle, grin, slap my knee - you name it. She is my crazy redhead Lucy, to me, her (never innocent) side kick Ethel. I know she loves me when she calls me Lola, and I know she STILL loves me when I say something dumb and she pats my head and says "Awe. You're pretty." Funny people are special and I'm glad to have a special friend in Barb. Thanks B. Love you!
