Thrift Store Saga

I don’t work today but I thought that I would give you a little glimpse of what I’m talking about when I say that I love my new job. Not only are my co-workers fantastic, but the customers are pretty great too.

First off, my co-workers are all what you would assume a typical Vancouverite is. And absolutely not in a bad way. It was total kismet when I went into the store and found them and now they are all busy finding me. (Sounds weird, let me explain.) My boss lady is into meditation and chakras and all that jazz, and I get to talk to her about my new class where I’m learning to act some and get in touch with my chakras. This lady must be psychic too because she keeps asking me questions about personal things that are most definitely blocking said chakras.

The most amazing thing that I find about her though is that she’s not just there trying to sell the wares that come into the store, she genuinely believes that people are in there for a reason and wants to help them find what they need. I think they were all drawn in to be helped by her. I swear this place is magic in that lost and damaged little birds find their way in and she helps them let out and let go of what is hurting them.

I’ve only worked there  a few days and I can see that she is made for much more than running a thrift store and that somehow it’s a place of healing and beauty. In the time I’ve been there I’ve seen about three people cry on her shoulder already and she soothes them.

I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into, but I figure that this is where I’m suppose to be and it’ll be a great healing and growth experience for me.

Plus Alfred came in again and played the harmonica for us and nearly brought us all to tears. And he called for his wife to come and dance. I love it.

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