Hi duckies! I hope everything is awesome on your end. I know I'm just doing swell. As you know last week was my first complete week in my department: Bridal & Gift Registry.
Every one of my co-workers, even those who aren't in my department keep asking me the same question:
"Antoine, how do you feel about Bridal so far?"
And my answer is always the same:
"I feel like such a dweeb...because I absolutely love it."
My department stands out from the rest because everything is so pristine and looks so formal. In addition, the dress code for my department is a little more...dressy. I wish you could see the outfits I wear to work; sometimes I even dazzle myself with the coordination and colorful ensembles I can pull off.
(Just an example of my everyday work clothes. I wore gray slacks and brown suede Calvin Klein with this ensemble.)
Oh! On my way to work one day I was starving and I happened to be passing a farmer's market. So I decided to buy the cheapest thing because that's what you do when you're 1) starving 2) rushing to work 3) and don't wanna be molested by someone's Great Dane at a Farmer's Market.
The cheapest thing happened to be one red delicious apple, which happens to be my absolute favorite apple. It's just something about the crispness of each bite and sweetness of its core that entices my taste buds.
Anywho, I'm rushing to work and eating my apple when this black dude was trying to sell his Hip-Hop/Rap album. He turns and says to me:
"If you love apples, I'll guarantee you'll love my album."
I couldn't help myself from laughing, but I quickly retorted with, "Nothing's more 'gangsta' than an apple!" before resuming with my rushing.
Speaking of apples, I ran into some bad ones on the train last night. On my way home from work last night a mother came onto the train with four little children and they seemed so angelic. They were these cute little black kids that seemed so full of energy: one boy came onto the train jumping like a little kangaroo, the only girl came into the train car laughing, one eagerly turned in his seat--onto his knees--to look at the bypassing trains, and the other one desperately needed a Kleenex. I mean this boy's nose was running faster than a Kenyan.
I was reading David Sedaris' "Me Talk Pretty One Day," (he's one of my absolute favorite authors, check him out), and I had my headphones in my ears, meaning I was dead to the world. However, these angelic little children caught my attention with their not-so-angelic antics.
It takes a lot for me to be constantly distracted from a book, especially anything written by David Sedaris. The smiles and turning in their seats from the little angels quickly turned into screaming and swinging around poles. The girl was sitting next to a very handsome Caucasian man, must have been in his late 20's or early 30's, who was bewitched by the children's initial charm but was quickly dismayed when the young girl decided to use his leg as an arm rest. This must have been incredibly awkward for the man because I obviously saw his body tense and he was squirming so the little girl would get the hint and remove her elbow from his mid-thigh. Eventually the man got off the train and didn't have to suffer the tyranny of the children. The others kids were hitting each other and running throughout the train car and were knocking into people, without saying a thing, and while all of this was happening the mother did nothing but bop her head to her music...for the most part.
She hit the one with the snotty nose because he seemed to be the gremlin of the group. I could just feel the "bad" emitting from his little frame, as he sat directly across from me mouthing words that made snot fall into his mouth. He didn't deserve a napkin though. He kept taunting the mother was an empty Easter basket, tapping her with it until she snapped and hit him. And he would just laugh and start the process again. I was so distracted from reading that I had to go to the other side of the car so I could try my best to finish the current chapter before I had to get off the train. But with my luck the kids were like watching an embarrassing car crash. I couldn't keep my eyes off of them.
I don't know if it was the little girl dropping it like it was hot or the boys rolling on the floor but I felt sorry for the mother because everyone kept looking at one another, myself included, thinking, "How the fuck does she live with these pack of demons?"
Fortunately enough the pack of demons and negligent mother exited the train before I had to so I was able to finish my daily reading without further distraction.
In other news, have I mentioned how much I love my job? Like I really love it! I escorted my first couple around my store yesterday and they were such a delight. We walked around for close to two hours and it was fabulous. I really built a relationship with the couple and it was actually easier than I was told it would be. Yes, some things I still need to brush up on, like where certain things are in the store LOL, but I did well for the most part.
I also did my first housewarming registry as well, and that went swimmingly. I think this department is exactly what I've been looking for because I love everything about it so far. Some of my co-workers told me it can get a little crazy with couples sometimes...but I'm so ready for it. I've been through fire and ice and I'm still kicking.
Last night I had to close the stores with one of the best consultants and I asked her honest opinion of my work ethic so far and she said, "I think I may have some competition."
My voice got so high when I said "Thank you," to her and I was absolutely floored. I found it to be such high praise coming from her because she is incredible at her job and I idolize her commitment to the department. She does so much for the company and I just want to thank her. Thank you Milagros! You are an angel and a shining star that never quits.
Okay duckies, I've said enough for the moment. Let's get to some Words of Wisdom.
"A winner never quits and a quitter never wins. If you believe in what you do, then approval should be the least of your worries. Just start doing what you love and focus on the end result because if you do that the journey will be twice as fun."
I think it's time for a Word of the Week.
This word of the week is:
Fun-sucker (pronounced phun-suh-cer): one who enjoys destroying the jovial side of things; a person who never sees the silver lining; a pessimist.
Example: "Oh honey, you better not invite George to your anniversary party. He's going through a terrible divorce and he can be a real fun-sucker at celebratory events."
OMG! I forgot to mention that I went to see "Jurassic Park" in IMAX 3D this past Saturday...and it made me love the film even more, which I didn't think was possible. The sound was incredible. The picture clarity was astonishing and I cannot wait for the rumored "Jurassic Park 4" that's said to come out next year.
Okay my loves. I want to go have some fun and get crazy with my sexy friends. It's going to be a beautiful night.
Have a wonderful week my loves.
I love you for reading.