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Here it is folks, the story of the spice girls post cards.

Ok on my 1st day at kbtoys, waaaaaay back in october of 1998, I walked into the office at work to flirt with the super-cute assistant manager, Cat. She was HOT!! and had a killer british accent. Oh yeah she was cool as hell and you all would have crushed on her at least half as much as I did. ANYWAY, on the desk were these spice girls postcards, and I was obsessed with them at the time, don't get me wrong it had nothing to do with the music. (Can ya tell I that joke?) So I stopped shirt and asked very slowly if I could have them. At this point ANY chance of having sex with this girl goes out the window at this point. So I nab them and skip off happily. (not actually skip but I am easily amused and was very happy at this point) There were like 20-30 of them.

So in february this assistant manager, who had ended up running the store over xmas, and I had become "friendly". Still sex-free but there was one drunk new years eve story in there. She enlists in the US Army and goes off to boot camp. So me being ME. Send her mail on a regular basis. Letters at first and then the postcards. As you may recall she was british. So everyone in her platoon starts calling her Army Spice. Not only that but the guys (who are all very sex deprived at this point) offer much in trade for one of these postcards. She is a loyal friend and does not trade them.

So that's the story that I tortured you all and made wait for!

me!

ps- plaingurl is gonna REALLY want to kill me now.