I took it upon myself yesterday to go and see if I could spot Love’s hand when it first finds two people. You know? That instant moment when two people lock eyes for the first time and there is nothing on earth that can stop it from happening.
Well. I failed. I didn’t see it anywhere.
What prompted me to see if I could spot Love being ignited in this way? A movie I saw a few nights ago, “Feast of Love” staring Morgan Freeman. I felt inspired by it and wondered if I could also be just at the right time and place when it is all happening, lol. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.
Instead what happened was that I ended up window shopping, grabbed a coffee and something to eat while still looking to see if I could be lucky enough to spot that magic moment, and still nothing. Sigh. I thought that I was clearly at the wrong place and time to spot it, to find it, to see it unfold before my very own eyes. I need to think about it a bit more and question where I might see it, and it wasn’t happening in a shopping centre. Well, at least not for today.
From shop to shop I explored the potential of buying birthday gifts for my son and daughter. At one point I was looking at purchasing a hands-free car kit for smart phones, I was thinking that this was an excellent idea for a gift, and a young customer service officer approached me and he asked me if he could help me with something. I pointed to the hands-free device and asked a few questions about it and then, it hit me like an offensive sulphuric burst up my nostrils, he had the strongest body odour, EVER! I swear I couldn’t get away from him fast enough.
Like… WTF??? I can presume he didn’t have a shower that morning before leaving his place and signing into work? WHY? I asked myself. WHY? What is so freakin’ hard about hopping into the shower first thing in the morning? Arrghh! I’d like to think he has a legitimate reason for it. But you know???? Gross!
Sure enough. He didn’t get a sale from me. His loss, but also the stores loss. I’ll go somewhere else and buy those gifts, and hopefully, the customer service officer smells a lot nicer than He did.
Well so much for trying to spot ‘Love’ in the making. Instead my nose got a whiff of unpleasantness. Just great.