Nameless

I was trying to catch her name, but her tag was covered by her scarf. She was the cashier at Victoria's Secret, a place I went to today to stock up on underwear. Plus, I had a coupon, and one should always come prepared with a coupon :)

The point is, I'm still guilty of prejudice. To break down the word for you, I'm guilty of pre-judgments. This girl was really pretty. Put together pretty. She had great makeup that wasn't too much, but really brought out her eyes. And her outfit was simple, yet perfectly accentuated by (also simple) jewelry. I was trying to think of who she reminded me of when she began a short conversation.

I explained to her that I was getting ready for a big trip, 'Certainly,' I had thought, 'she wouldn't care what kind of trip.'

"Oh? Where are you going? What's it for?"

Gulp. I explain.. certainly, she doesn't care..

"NO WAY!" she says "I've been wanting to go on one for awhile now. I almost went to Puerto Rico for Spring Break, but it didn't work out. I'm going to do my best to go soon."

"Really?" I'm shocked. I don't know why I let a pretty girl be outside of wanting to serve Jesus. Maybe it's because she works at Victoria's Secret? Then again, I'm shopping there.. me=hypocrite.

Then I remembered, she looks just like Olivia Wilde. No joke.