the grim reamer

i work for a bunch of rednecks at this place called GOLDTIP ARROWS. they sell carbon arrows (you know, like hunting arrows) and i am the receptionist. i have a little desk in the corner and i answer phones all day long. occasionally though, i get sent out on random hunts for food and other items. like today for example. the maintenance man, purchasing chap, accounts gal, customer service lady and sales manager had a pow wow in the purchasing chap's office and started screaming and yelling about a reamer. weird comments wafted out of the office to my desk. customer service lady was loudly complaining that she didn't want to drive clear out to provo to get this reamer thingy, so almost all at once, everyone's heads swivelled in my direction. accounts gal flashed a twenty and said that if i drove to provo to retrieve the reamer i could keep the change. how much could a reamer be right? $4 they all said. i was to drive to the sears in the provo mall and buy two of them and the rest of the money was mine to keep. this couldn't be too bad...and besides it was an excuse to get out of the office for a little while [afternoons at GOLDTIP ARROWS are incredibly slow going]. so i was handed the twenty and maintenance man hands me this pointy looking T-shaped thingy with like twenty-seven sharp edges and says this is a reamer, i need two of them at sears. ok. i think i can handle that. so i drive my little self over to sears which is no little drive--it took like twenty minutes to get there. i walk into the sears store, and you know how when you walk into somewhere you've never been before and you look totally lost? yeah, that was me to a T. so like 3 sales associates walk up to me and ask me what i need. i promptly whip out the reamer and flash it to the sales associate. right away he gets this confused look on his face but pretends to know where he's going. uh yeah right. so like 15 minutes later he assures me, along with the other two grinning associates, that there is no reamer in the store. so feeling dejected and like a failure i walked like a puppy with her tail between her legs, out of the store. i phoned accounts gal to ask what i should do, then she puts maintenance man on and he tells me he is certain he bought the reamer at sears. so i trudge back in there and tell the sales associate where maintenance man remembered them being. the associate dude swears that if it was there he would know it because he stocked the shelves himself. well whatever. i just do what the big rigs upstairs tell me to do. so we walk over to the spot and sure enough there's the stupid reamer. but there's a problem and i already see before the sales guy does. there's only one of the things. not two like i needed. i can't go back with just one. do you have a back room that's stocked? yeah dumb question i know, duh it's sears captain obvious. oops. well let's see....hmmm....i purchase the one reamer and rush over to the nearby home depot where they really grow smart sales associates. this retard that helped--or tried to help me--said i would find the reamer with the plumbing stuff but alas to no avail. by this time nearly an hour had gone by. yes. but i was still half handed, not completely empty handed but not full handed either...i was scared...the drive back to GOLDTIP ARROWS was full of nervous contemplation...maybe my days of errand running are over?