10.05.2014

Pop Tart

Every so often I have a customer that tests my ability to keep a straight face. I love laughing with my customers, I love making them laugh and laughing with them, but I definitely cannot laugh AT them.

Let's call her Pop Tart.  In fact, Meredith was calling her that before I even got in today.  She's a young girl, wants to film a music video, and was consulting with the director on my couch when I got in today.  Already, that's weird, but hey "weird" as I always say, is my meat and potatoes.  After checking out my space and keeping me downstairs for the first hour I was here, they went off around town to find some more locations, and I thought that was the end of it.  But, right before taking off, Pop Tart needed a reading.  She got a $5, and in a nutshell, asked if a Major Pop Star from a Huge Boy Band will notice her video, and if he will like it.  I didn't laugh.  My eyebrows raised so far up on my head, though, I think they may have moved up a few millimeters permanently.

I saw some personal drama surrounding it, and that people will criticize her, but if she stays cool, she'll be successful.  She asked "you mean like his fans?  Because they're really harsh on women in his life, like girls he's dating".  Oh.  Oh honey.  In that moment, a cartoon plane crashed into a cartoon mountainside, and spiraled out into little cartoon burning chunks in my brain.  Sometimes, the imagery is so fucking crisp, and so hilarious, I almost burst out laughing right there, not so much at this very nice girl, but more like at what images this reading is throwing up on my screen.

But, every customer is my most important customer.  So, I took her in very much earnest, and read cards for her like I do for any one.  I sincerely wish her well.

Also, my fucking shop is about to be used for a backdrop for this video?  That's interesting.  I can't wait to show all my friends.