Cass (adonialetha) wrote in get_up_dread_up,

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woah, sweet child of mine

last night at work, i was doing the usual: ringing up customers who just wanted to get out of the store, leaving it to me to make their last moments at the shady second largest public employer in america as pleasant as possible. in comes the old lady: "how did you get your hair like that? oh, it's lovely." i'm not sure if she was serious or not but i have had a few older people like it because it makes them feel like they're in touch with the youth. a short while later, a woman came through my line with a little girl. the girl didn't say anything and her mother (i'm assuming) was talking on the phone frantically. the girl just stared at me the whole time i was bagging their party favors, shoes, and halloween costumes (you think we don't remember what certain people buy? i must keep my mind occupied somehow). the look on this girl's face was PRECIOUS. she just gazed up at me in awe until it was time to go. then, as her mother was pushing her away in the cart, a gorgeous smile came accross her face. it's times like that when i'm reassured that the hearts of children are the most amazing things on earth. it's also times like that when i wish i had a camera =\
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