i am an emotional person. aint no shame. aint no denying it.
i cry sooo freakin’ easily. and im not a huge fan of this trait. its not necessarily a bad thing, but tears just come to me too easily. an inspirational song/movie? im crying. a sad song/movie? im creating the next great flood. the one time i do not cry, is goodbyes…unless youre my parents leaving me at camp. or im about to leave everything i know and love and jet off across the country. then ill cry. but when im saying goodbye to friends and such, im clearly upset, but not a single tear is shed. its weird. im weird. i deal with it. its annoying when im having a rough day and one person asks if i am okay, probably expecting a ‘yeah im fine. thanks.’ and instead getting a sobbing girl they dont know how to deal with. oops. again, my bad.
besides being an emotional person, im an emotional shopper. happy? sad? i want to shop. hey, they dont call it retail therapy for nothing! but besides wanting to shop when im experiencing extreme emotions, i also want to shop to please people. dont understand? let me explain with a situation. basically, if you are super nice to me, im going to want to buy from you.
today i had a doctors appointment and when it was over, i was one avenue away from 5th, so i went there to find a starbucks to relax before my interview tonight. on my way, i maaaaayyyy have stepping inside a kate spade, JUST TO LOOK. < mistake #1
i spotted this adorable little owl pouch and showed interest in it. the sales lady came over. ‘oh isnt that the cutest bag! i just love owls, dont you? if you like owls, youll love these three BRAND NEW pieces that arent even on the shelf yet. want to see?’ i shoulda said no…but instead, i was like ‘well why not girlfriend? you go on and bring those out here!’ (more or less like that). < mistake #2
she proceeded to bring out the cutest owl coin purse, owl clutch and owl purse and we stood there together, oogling over these bags. suddenly, panic struck. i had been in this situation before, and if i didnt play my cards right, i was about to make an emotional purchase to make this woman happy. i was about to shell out a few hundred dollars for this bag. i had to act quickly.
‘well these are just the cutest! i will definitely come back for this owl purse!’ smooth. positive, but avoiding a purchase. i was well practiced. so much so, she gave me her card and i gave her my email and she told me she would let me in on secret sales. i count that as a victory. i quickly left and managed to get to starbucks without making any other pitstops.
i sat in starbucks, enjoying my pumpkin spice latte, preparing for my HR interview with condé nast. as i explained before, its an informational interview and they keep us on file to consider first when new positions open up. i think it went amazing. i had recently applied for an art assistant position with teen vogue and i mentioned that to her. right away she left to take my resumé to the recruiter, which i took as a good sign. however, turns i didnt have enough experience for this entry level position and they had really already found someone. it sucks. but at least im on file!
and fun story of the day. i got to times square early (where condé nast is) so i went to sephora to spritz myself with some perfume. while there i reorganized my purse and took out my folder with my resumé in it and set it down. i then left and got to condé, hanging outside so i wasnt toooo early. i was about to go in when i realized what i had done! literally SPRINTED across times square to sephora where my resumé was safely laying where i had left it. i always like to add a little drama to my life.
ima keep on keepin on till i get me a job!