Let's Have a Quickie!

Damn I wish I was referring to some, great, sex story...

(insert sigh and a gentle tilt of the head)

Instead, I am referring to the update on my week, which is turning into an eventful one! Monday began with the general excitement of going back to work, as usual. If no sarcasm is sensed here, then please reread all blogs leading up to this point.

A new intern (#2) started, and I was nervous about having an intern #1 repeat. So far, so good...She seems dedicated and doesn't complain, yet. Monday also proved to be worthwhile, because during one fabric mission I was able to talk to an agent (very 007), who knows about a job opening. She asked for my resume, sent it along, and who knows?! I may even get paid to do what I've been doing the last five months. I also received an email regarding another job at a company, where I have previously interned.

Tuesday also left me with many great surprises! It began with an hour long conversation with our dyer and his actress/secretary, when I was sent to get a knit dyed. Yes, my boss would kill me if she knew we were sitting around chatting; the dyer chain smoking and speaking with his beautiful french accent. It was one of those rare conversations about art, psychology, dance, fashion, yoga, and life that are what this city is all about! It was also one of the most educated and inspiring conversations I have ever had.

During a fair amount of running around thereafter, I was also called upon by a part time job I have applied for. I have an interview tomorrow. It is a retail job at a fitness center, but a job is a job at this point...and it pays!

Then, in the afternoon I dropped off something at a very famous costume shop. They have made costumes for New York City Ballet, Barbara Streisand, Glenn Close, Broadway shows, and the list goes on. The people there showed me old photographs, vintage costumes, illustrations, and embroideries. It was truly a treat for a design/theatre nerd, such as myself!

And, just in case I had any doubts about my successes this week...I fell in the middle of the street. Almost getting hit by a car, bruised, and experiencing a strong sense of humiliation, I knew it could only be one thing.

NYC.

This city will kick you when you are down, and it will bring you down, when you feel up.

It's about learning to go with the flow, and a flow doesn't stop at up or down. It proceeds...