(Heather–I know you enjoyed this title!)
So, I am offically nervous.
I’m not going to think about the marathon today.
I’ll think about that tomorrow.
I really don’t even have the time to. I have an accounting exam at 8 pm (BOOOO! What about The Office? What about Grey’s Anatomy?!<— what about the fact that two of my favorite shows are on at the same exact time EVERY week?! We will talk about this later.) which means I am currently studying taking a study break.
I started my studying in the Business building. Everything was going fine until…
“Excuse me. Do you know what a bow saw blade is?” asked “some chick.”
“Uhhhh. Isn’t that a long saw blade? The one people make music with…sometimes?!” I answered.
“My roommate just wrote me a text asking me, just wondering. Thanks!” said “some chick.”
If I were “some chick” I wouldn’t be able to sleep very well tonight.
Weird convo = change study location.
Now, I am in the good ol’ media library. The library with the couch bathroom. No, I am not studying in the bathroom—like some people. GROSS.
Oh, I almost forgot!
Cute story from work.
Occasionally I get to work a jewelry counter shift while the jewelry girl goes on break. I thought I would be safe in that “jewelry box”—I was wrong. I am only in there for a mere 15 minutes and yet I find at least 10 things I want to buy. Not good. Not good at all.
Yesterday this classy, warm (friendly warm—she wasn’t sweating or anything!), 50-year-old woman comes up to the counter. I always tell customers “If you want to look at anything just let me know! I’ll open up the case for you.” I say this mostly for myself…I want to open up the case so that I can play with the pretty jewels too!
I was lucky—she wanted to try on the ring I had been eyeing for the whole 4 minutes I was in there. It was gold and shaped like a crown. OK, you might think it sounds “interesting” but you have to see it—it is so original and unique and beautiful and I want it!, I want it!, I want it!
Well, this lady wanted it too.
She tried it on with her dark brown skin and it looked AMAZING! She was like “Ooooo! I’m a queen!” I agreed— agreeing is a good sales tactic. We chatted about it. She made me try it on. My white skin did not complement the ring—silver would have been better for me (but I love her for letting me try it on!).
We both agreed that jewelry is a good investment. I joked that I hope to do some investing when I get a “real” job. She suggested I find a man who will help me do that kind of investing!!! Normally, I would have jumped on my “I don’t need a man” high horse but…
then she said, “When my husband and I help young couples, through our couple’s counciling, my husband always tells the man, ‘Treat her like a queen and she will treat you like a king.'”
And you know what? That is so true. Simple, sweet and true. I will store that in my “affection” bank.
She didn’t get the ring (it was too big) but she went home to tell her husband about it. I told her she could blame it all on me—if she needed to 🙂
Whether she gets the ring or not she is one smart Queen and I am glad to have met her.
I'll think about that tomorrow. 