Amy Lu's View

Target cashier: Is that a tory?
Me: What?
Target cashier: Your purse
Me: No…I don’t know what that is.
Target cashier: They’re expensive.
Me (inner monologue): If I was the type of person to be into expensive purses, would I be shopping at Target? And no, this isn’t a “tory” purse but it IS a Doctor Who purse but I won’t say that because you won’t know what that is...and I’ll have to blog about this! 

I smugly exited Target with my non-“tory” (which of course I had to Google the spelling of and learned it’s actually “Tory Burch”) Doctor Who-themed purse that I acquired through my Loot Crate subscription. (I’ll confess that although I consider myself a big Doctor Who fan, I wasn’t able to identify the “Seal of Rassilon” on the purse without the Google).  

Not only is my purse super-cool because it celebrates Doctor Who, but the color perfectly, and unintentionally, matches a new dress that I got for my birthday. (I vehementally reject the idea of “fate” or “meant-to-be-ness” but this happy cosmic coincidence almost make me wish I didn’t).

Shockingly, I was terribly remiss in taking a selfie to capture the awesomeness of my purse matching my dress when I wore the dress for a recent birthday celebration. Such a selfie was crucial for this blog post, so when I got home I remedied my oversight as soon as possible, even though getting re-dolled up was a pain in the ass (#ISufferForMyArt). 

I found the purse conversation entertaining, and completely unexpected. I wasn’t surprised to have a conversation with the cashier–in fact, I was dreading it. I was grumpy, and in a hurry (totally my fault because of my own bad time management skills) and concerned as I was waiting in line to discover the cashier seemed particularly chatty and chipper. I was fidgety and irritable about having to make happy small talk and worried that the cashier was going to ask me about the “craft supplies” I was buying and what fun I had planned for the children I must be buying them for. (I hope to have another blog post in the near future about my need for craft supplies…#ForwardPromo). 

So I wasn’t startled about having a check-out line conversation, but about the content. Yet another mini-life lesson that I shouldn’t make assumptions. 

Maybe I also shouldn’t assume that people who like expensive purses don’t shop at Target? Or that a randomly encountered Target cashier wouldn’t know about Doctor Who?

Or that any strange little social encounter I have will make a good blog post?