one of the first 3 things i do every morning when i wake up is look at asofterworld. i forgot to today, but i'm glad i found this when i looked this evening. it's one of the better ones i've seen in a while. it's cute.
i've been having an internal meltdown thinking about all that is about to change in the next month or so and how i need to prepare for it (i know a lot of you are too, maybe more justifiably than myself). now more than ever, i feel like i'm not really serving any sort of purpose, which makes it hard to get up everyday with a smile. something happened though that made me stop and remember not to take anything for granted the last few weeks or months i'm here...
monday through friday, i run errands for the law firm i work for. the bank, the courthouse, restaurants, office depot, etc. it's all veeerry exciting. everyday i drive to the same bank and sit in the same "commercial only" line, give them the bank bag and wait for that day's deposits to be processed. everyday, the same guy says, "we'll have that right out for you" and when he does, i drive off to continue my errands.
but today, the day i was most particularly mapping a route to the nearest bridge in my head, he looked at me through the heavy glass and said, "hey, i've been meaning to tell you, i really like your sunglasses." it took me so by surprise that i actually said, "excuse me?" he appeared to be talking to me, but you know how the drive through at the bank is; you can never really be sure if the teller's talking to you or the minivan in the lane over. he just smiled and said, "yeah, i really like them, and i've always wanted to tell you, but i never did. i'm buying a pair on friday when i get paid."
of course the superficial narcissist side of me grinned because i knew he thought my sunglasses were ray-bans, but i smiled because all these months i figured that i was just another random bank customer to him, just as he was some random bank teller to me (no, i don't have a crush on the bank teller). turns out, he noticed that i come everyday.
and he likes my sunglasses.
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schweeet schungwasses!
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