In October of 2013 - as a way to interact with people besides my precious Henry AND to bring in some extra income - I applied for a seasonal job at a homegrown jewelry company. I got the job, and after the initial weeks of learning all the ins and outs, I fell in love with it. After my seasonal stint, I was fortunate to be hired on at a different location as a "regular," and I never imagined loving a job so much.
I love people, and I enjoy being of service, so a jewelry store is right up my alley. Not only do I get to work for a great company, selling beautiful handcrafted jewelry (TBH, it totally sells itself), but I get to see people on the happiest days of their lives, and the saddest. On any given day, I might help a couple pick out their wedding rings, start a young lady with her first charm bracelet, clean or repair a widow's last gift from her husband, help a guy pick out a proposal gift for his lady's daughter, help a grieving mother order an engraving to commemorate her recent miscarriage, or put together a pair of bumblebee earrings for a recent spelling bee champion. I love to hear my customers' stories and see their gorgeous jewelry collections, and it's humbling and just a little amazing how easily and completely these people invite me into their lives.
Sometimes I'll work with a customer for over an hour, making sure she's picking out just the right chain for her new pendant or what-have-you, and she'll suddenly glance behind her at the line and say "I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time." And it delights me to say, with total honesty, "No worries; they PAY me for this!" I hear people say it all the time, but for me it's absolutely true: I am living the dream.
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