Black eye vs. Boredom

"You look bored," the old man said. I admitted that I was.

"I’m 74, and I have a saying: I’d rather be punched than bored. And it’s been a long time since I’ve been punched."

Hmm. Black eye or boredom?

Question of the Day: "Could you tell me how to get downstairs, Madam?"

-Lima Bean

Solitude.

"You look lonely," she said to me, sympathetically. "You need a partner to talk to."

It's true, you know. It can get lonely at the concierge desk. At least when you’re a cashier or working at the book-information counter, you’ve got somebody else standing there with you to keep you company. At the concierge desk, I've got nobody.

It's like I'm sitting in Time Out for 4-5 hours at a time, on display so everyone will see the bad girl being punished. The only thing is, I can't remember what I did wrong.

Observation: These past few weekends, I've been getting more and more calls requesting the Clinique counter.

-Lima Bean

Working hard or hardly working?

"You sure are working hard sitting there," he said to me, jokingly. "I'll see about getting you a raise."

-Lima Bean

Nacho Libre!

A 3 or 4-year-old, blond-haired boy paused at the Bargain DVDs display and excitedly pointed to one of the movies. He called out to his mother, "Look! Look, Mom!" She saw what he was pointing at and smiled. The boy then galloped over to his father and hurriedly waved him over. "Look! Look, Dad!" He ran to the display again and continued to jab his index finger at the DVD until Dad also saw the movie.

"Eh, Eh!" the boy said. Check this out! "Eh, eh!" Then: "It's Nacho Libre! Nacho Libre! Nacho Libre! Nacho Libre! Nacho Libre!" He galloped into the Gift Shop singing the name.

He must really love Jack Black.

-Lima Bean

Like a statue.

"Well, that's got to be an exciting job," a woman said to me, sarcastically. She had smiled at me an hour or so ago while on her way out the bookstore to do more shopping on the Ave before heading off.

"You haven't moved since I last saw you."

-Lima Bean

How embarrassing.

I knew it would happen sooner or later: I accidentally answered the switchboard with "Concierge -- " instead of the usual greeting. The guy was silent on the other end, obviously confused. Oh! How embarrassing.

-Lima Bean

We're a new species.

"I've never quite understood why I always see young ladies at this desk. I thought maybe they paid you to sit here and look cute," he said.

I explained I was the bookstore concierge. "Ah, the concierge. Now I understand."

-Lima Bean