I met her today. Her name tag said "Ernie" and I wondered aloud if that was truly her name. She said yes and that she had only met two other Ernestines in her life so far. She's 54 year old. I was surprised when she told me her age so blatantly. Usually, women are more conservative with that part of themselves. She was quite nice for a cashier. A 54 year old one working after 7pm on a Friday night. I bought a single stemmed rose for a project. I love how spontaneous I can be.
Meeting Ernestine was great. A small moment of my life shared with a total stranger's. but she'll never know my name. Oh well. I'll be remembered by her as the teenaged girl who purchased a rose with a jug a 1% milk.
The first gesture she did to me was wink at me. And the last thing she said to me was "Have a great night" or something like that...
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