One of the best parts of meeting a perfect stranger is having them remind you of the things you've forgotten, and in the process, creating phrases to help you remember.
What was I in there for, may you ask? Post-its.
As I silently stood in line, minding my own business, an elderly woman approached the line and waited right behind me. She seemed to be having trouble reaching into her purse for her reading glasses or her wallet, or whatever else she might be digging for. After I unintentionally turned around to awkwardly watch her in a very un-stalkerish way (I promise), she asked if I could help her out with something.
What could she ever want to ask me, you wonder? What could this woman want from me in the middle of CVS? Oh you know...to help her zip up her purse because she didn't have a free hand to do so.
Now, I guess I shouldn't be hating on an elderly woman having trouble zipping up her purse. However, I must admit that when she asked me, I was a little caught of guard. But, how could I resist such an odd request, and from such a sweet woman? You really, really can't...and I really, really wouldn't want to.
It's what she said to me, however, that to this day is still glued to my mind. In her very sweet and innocent voice, she turned to thank me and said, "Us girls have to stick together."
Girls have to stick together...I haven't thought about that concept since the 2nd grade. Even then, I wasn't a big "boys have coodies" type of girl to tap into my inner feminism and chant "girls rule, boys drool!" I've never really been a strong, out-spoken, college feminist, but this woman did have a point. Sometimes, girls do have to stick together--and not just in groups of 5 when they decide they need to use the restroom. But, in all honesty, girlfriends help get you through the rough times in life, perhaps more so than guys could ever understand. I guess it's just that telepathic emotional connection that two ladies have with one other, despite their past experiences and personal ideas.
So, thank you to the woman in CVS who reminded me that sometimes, girls do need to stick together. Thank you elderly woman for reminding me to appreciate my closest girlfriends.
Alas, the joys of meeting a perfect stranger.
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This is the story of the woman that silently fought for feminism.
CVS is not really the ideal place to meet people. In fact, it's a really odd place. Correction: an awkward place. The majority of people brave enough to enter the "drug store" are usually on the hunt for secret items they would rather not have people find them buying. The rest are running in to pick up a small necessity, finding the nearest drug store more convenient than the large and daunting supermarket. Add this combination, and you have a recipe for an undesirable pit stop with some very interesting and undesirable characters.
As I silently stood in line, minding my own business, an elderly woman approached the line and waited right behind me. She seemed to be having trouble reaching into her purse for her reading glasses or her wallet, or whatever else she might be digging for. After I unintentionally turned around to awkwardly watch her in a very un-stalkerish way (I promise), she asked if I could help her out with something.
What could she ever want to ask me, you wonder? What could this woman want from me in the middle of CVS? Oh you know...to help her zip up her purse because she didn't have a free hand to do so.
Now, I guess I shouldn't be hating on an elderly woman having trouble zipping up her purse. However, I must admit that when she asked me, I was a little caught of guard. But, how could I resist such an odd request, and from such a sweet woman? You really, really can't...and I really, really wouldn't want to.
It's what she said to me, however, that to this day is still glued to my mind. In her very sweet and innocent voice, she turned to thank me and said, "Us girls have to stick together."
Girls have to stick together...I haven't thought about that concept since the 2nd grade. Even then, I wasn't a big "boys have coodies" type of girl to tap into my inner feminism and chant "girls rule, boys drool!" I've never really been a strong, out-spoken, college feminist, but this woman did have a point. Sometimes, girls do have to stick together--and not just in groups of 5 when they decide they need to use the restroom. But, in all honesty, girlfriends help get you through the rough times in life, perhaps more so than guys could ever understand. I guess it's just that telepathic emotional connection that two ladies have with one other, despite their past experiences and personal ideas.So, thank you to the woman in CVS who reminded me that sometimes, girls do need to stick together. Thank you elderly woman for reminding me to appreciate my closest girlfriends.
Alas, the joys of meeting a perfect stranger.
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