I visited an office supply store on my lunch hour today. It's my happy place. What's not to love about a place full of nifty - and oh so cute - organizational doodads, paper of every kind, and pens in every colour? It cures my headaches, lifts my spirits, soothes my ruffled feathers, calms my nerves. And it's a gift that keeps on giving because every single time I use the notebook or the pen, or the file folder, I experience the same happiness all over again.
So there I was, gleefully sifting through a pile of discounted spiral-bound notebooks when another member of the public, a very nice looking lady, walked by, saying "Excuse me?" "Yes, can I help you?" I helpfully asked with a big smile on my face. She looked at me, very puzzled.
I realized she was calling to a store employee. Then I remembered I wasn't actually at work. "Oh, sorry, I don't work here!" I laughed.
She walked away very quickly.
Thank you again for a much needed chuckle. And I'm glad to see there's another person who apparently loves office supply stores even as much as I do... what a great place for fun impulse buying...
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ReplyDeleteNancy, I feel so at home in that store, I was perfectly comfortable offering my assistance to another shopper! I will have to give myself a talk before I go in there again "You don't work here; you don't work here."
ReplyDeleteJoy, hello, and thank you.
Just dropping by and leaving a romantic song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Omhmf3TxHc4&feature=related
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