SWF

Imagine my surprise last night when my my co-worker told me I had "visitors."

I always shudder when I hear that people are in the store wanting to see me.  Scot and Kylee only come by during planned and carefully timed craft events that typically occur on Saturday mornings, and all of my other friends work at the store with me.  So, if there's a random visitor, it means worlds are about to collide because it's someone from SE MN and not from my Edina circle.

And who was it, you ask?

Why, it was our fair bride, sans make-up, and her betrothed.

Apparently Lauren and Jesse were out, looking at stuff to register for at PB.  She immediately complained to me about the customer service at PB, and I just thought,  I don't work over there.  I work here.  I also suggested to her that her lack of make-up, Ugg boots, and big puffy winter coat may have screamed, I am not your traditional customer, I am ghetto.

Lauren then asked me about some patterns for china, talked to me about the inferiority of Big Bowl chinese food vs. Pei Wei, and casually mentioned they were heading to Crate and Barrel to presumably register for bigger and better things than my company has to offer.

Now, I have never met Jesse, and I must say, he is pleasant, sportily dressed, and clearly enamored with my quick wit.  I liked him.  I am actually scared to admit this, as Lauren threatened me later during a chat, "you want him, don't you?  Keep your hands off my man."