Today is not just any ordinary Monday. It's a Very Special Monday, dressed in red hearts and festooned with chocolates and flowers. Something the natives call Valentine's Day. Fun for all the boys and girls!
Gotta love a holiday that's represented by something called Cupid, a naked cherub that goes around with a bow and arrow. Most people, under normal circumstances, have the sense to take bows and arrows *away* from small babies.
I'm not especially a big fan of this so-called "holiday," but I'll lay off most of the cynicism because that gets tiring and cliched.
Something nice did happen though. A girl in her early 20s came up to the register, and we were chatting and being all flirty-like. As she left she said "Happy Valentine's Day!" (granted, it was a day before the holiday, but that's a technicality). I looked her in the eye and said something to the effect of "Likewise. You, too. Thank you very much," (I am so not slick) and I shot her a smile. As she walked out the door, she looked back at me quickly, and we made eye contact briefly. She smiled, and she left.
I love little encounters like that, and I'm sure it's something I'll miss when I leave the bookstore eventually.
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