some of the most cathartic and craziest conversations i ever had were with strangers...particularly barnes and noble strangers when i worked there. i was convinced this one dude was an angel sent to help me unfuck my life up but turns out he was a somewhat of a homeless con artist. still he served a purpose in my life. he unloaded...i unloaded we both felt lighter and walked away. one of my favorite unloading with a stranger moments was on the eve of my 21st birthday. i was working the register at barnes and nobles when this lady came up and was shopping around the bargain tables. we were closing but girlfriend took her time and did her thing. i honestly didn't care because i knew i was on the verge of legal drinkdom and i was going to drink her as well as all the other annoying customers away! she came up the register started to unload her life drama on me...i listened, shook my head, peppered in some wise words i might have heard on oprah that week and then told her it was my birthday. girlfriend walked away and came back with extra things to ring up at the register and she asked for 2 bags. once i did my cashier thang she handed me the second bag and said thank you for listening (to her unload) and have a wonderful 21st b-day. Cutie bought me a journal and a book mark! presents from strangers rock!
so i feel like what i am trying to say here is sometimes you are the unloader other times you are the unloadee but either way you are serving a purpose. i can't wait for my next victim!
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