Kind of A Beautiful Moment

Yesterday, I was at my desk at work, helping the girl from HQ get her proverbial papers in a bundle for the week of meetings that are taking place here in Vancouver.

She’s a very nice girl. She does time-zones in her head and always says please and thank you. She wouldn’t let me lift so much as a ream of paper. “Look at you!” she kept saying, “You could have that baby at any minute!” (and a ream of paper is what’s going to push it out? I’ll have to remember to take one with me to the hospital in case things get stuck.)

“Wow,” she said, on her way back from the photocopier, I guess observing that co-worker A was still standing at my desk, chatting with me. “You guys sure are laid-back out here. I love it.”

“Really?” I said, and just then my phone rang. It was the mail room.

“Cheesefairy – there’s a parcel down here for you. UPS.”
“Oh, OK…”
“It’s…YOUR SHOES,” the mail room guy stage-whispered.
“Hey! My shoes are here!” I said, “I’ll be right there!” and hung up the phone.

The girl from HQ just looked at me.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, “I have to go get them.”
“Sure,” she said.

“Laid back?” co-worker A was saying as I swept past them, “You think?”

ps: they are these shoes and they are every bit as delightful in person thank goodness because I do not want to have another parcel in my house that needs mailing sorry Sarah and family I swear you will get your Christmas presents eventually.