About a year and a half ago my parents had store in a very touristy place in Southern Cali and I was their weekend employee. At the time I was probably not the best person they could have 'hired' . I wasn't exactly the picture of magic kingdom happy.I had cut my hair short and as the shrink pointed out : it wasn't a good sign. And so the day started with me trying to help our customers. I was helping a group of friends. Four people , 3 girls and a guy. I didn't pay too much attention to them because they were a group and groups usually talked among themselves. They were friendly but not too much. I do remember that they spent over a hundred dollars. I was a good sales person. They left and I went back to my magazine.Then the guy came back and I gave him a puzzled look. Maybe because he looked puzzled. He said, " I just wanted to tell you that you're really pretty".
I probably looked confused and all I managed to say was ,"Oh... thanks". He smiled and left.It was one of those moments where your self-esteem suddenly picks itself off the floor .It was not his 'you're very pretty' comment that made me feel that way. It was the realization that I probably wasn't exuding sadness anymore. It was interesting , I mean people talk about moments like those but you think their all full of shit until it happens to you.
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