Category Archives: beautiful people
I’m really working hard on a post detailing the insanity of our move to the sticks. It was like a bad “B” movie, but with worse lighting.
Anyway, as I work on that, some random observations from things that’ve been going on.
- Our new ranch has a house and guest house (insert sarcastic “yay” for doubling the square footage I have to clean) and in both houses we got satellite television. Except in the guest house we didn’t get…something..some piece of equipment – a router? – that let’s us access the Internet on the television. This is important. Because Netflix and Hulu. So, I called my provider to get that fixed. And I spent a SOLID HOUR on the phone with a tech as she told me, I shit you not, her ENTIRE LIFE STORY. She is in her 20’s and has had a rough go. Dad’s done time, Mom died when she was young, she’s raised her sister. It’s a Hallmark Hall of Fame movie waiting to happen, kids. She kept saying to me “I don’t know why I’m telling you this. I haven’t even told my sister or Granny yet.” as she relayed recent events or innermost feelings. Since we only get landline coverage in the hinterlands I was trapped at the kitchen table, listening, as my husband kept going in and out looking perplexedly at me as each time he passed he saw the glassy-eyed look on my face. Finally, we got to the end of her story and she said a tech would be out to fix the problem. I hung up the phone with a headache, and I think a small country might have gone to war and won in the time it took for that conversation to end.
- Yesterday, I went to the post office to drop off my out-of-town packages for mailing. I’d already printed the postage and put it on the box, so I normally just set the packages on the counter and leave. But, yesterday I needed to get stamps so I stood in line. I’m so glad I did. The woman in front of me was 80 if she was a day, and she had on BRIGHT green pants, a trench coat over a simple blouse, and a matching BRIGHT green floppy hat with a long purple/pink/green paisley print ribbon wrapped around it. She was carrying a backpack that had skateboards and graphics all over its black exterior. Inside, she had a few packages she was sending. She giggled as she tried to extricate them one by one, saying “I wrapped these up so neat, and now I am going to tear them up just trying to get them out of here!” I offered to help her and her smile lit the room. Just when I thought she couldn’t be any cuter, the clerk called her to come up to the counter asking, “And how are you today, ma’am?” to which she LOUDLY replied, “I AM BLESSED IN THE LORD, YES I AM!!” Everyone in line, myself included smiled broadly and a few chuckled softly. Floppy Hat turned that sunny smile on all of us and said, “MERRY CHRISTMAS Y’ALL!!” And I thought as I watched her, ‘I want to be her. Just like that. Now and always.’ It was a magical moment, and I hope I can keep the memory.
I was having a grumpy day. I was hurting, I was tired, blah, blah…
And, I had to go to the post office as the last errand of my busy work day.
I got there and noticed people walking up to the door and stopping. After a few seconds most of them turned around to leave. When I got close enough I saw why. The big sign proclaimed the credit card system was down, and only cash was accepted.
Who carries cash anymore? Not me..that’s who.
Grumbling, I went back to the car and asked Auntie GoogleMaps where the next nearest post office was. I found it and set off, at least happy that I was heading in the direction of home.
I got to the next post office, and apparently ALL THE PEOPLE who’d left that last place had gone there. The line was out the door.
Now, I was really starting to get annoyed.
Fine, I thought, I’ll just go to the post office near my house. This post office is right out of the 1940’s. They staff is very small, usually very sour, and very slow, and on any given day there’s an incredibly long line. At least it was close to home…so, there’s that.
Imagine my surprise when I walked into the post office to see only two people in front of me.
Imagine my further surprise to hear a man’s voice.
He was singing Christmas carols.
He was very good, too.
Looking at the line of folks, I thought for sure it was one of them.
I also briefly wondered if I’d forgotten to take my headphones off, and was the singing coming from them. Yes, I do stuff like that. All. The. Time.
Nope, it was one of the clerks behind the counter. He was young-ish (but then, face it, I’m old and the young-ish are getting younger-ish every day) and had full-sleeve tattoos, large rings in his earlobes, and a shaved head. He was delightfully full of sparkle.
When it was my turn he greeted me enthusiastically, asked about my day as though he really cared, and proceeded to serenade us all as he completed my transaction.
I left there with a big smile on my face, and a decidedly springier step.
I’d been so annoyed at having to search for a simple post office, and the quest had led me to a very sweet place.
It just goes to show you, when you least expect it……..
This is from BuzzFeed, and Sheridan’s quote about airbrushing is perfectly eloquent and spot on.