Show and Tell

Today (now technically yesterday) people seemed in the mood to show me things they found or did. It's all very adorable. I love when people share!

My mom was excited to show me her back yard and all that she's done with it and what she plans on doing with it in the future. It looks rather lovely. I'm really proud of her. It use to be just a big yard of dirt. Now I see it slowly taking form. My mom's one tough woman!

My sister always has something to show. Today she showed me what she's done with her costume for an anime expo that she goes to every year. She always makes her own costume and with so much detail. They always turn out beautifully. This year, she's going to be a riceball. How cute?! And she's making a very intense costume for some steam punk character. (She tries to explain these things to me and I try so hard to understand, but I never get it. *sigh*)

Then it's off to work for more sharing.

A couple guys who I work with showed me their "brand new" locker which they were ever so proud of (Adorable moment). Another guy that I work with shared thoughts on ethnicity (Japanese girls are hot apparently.). Another guy that I work with expressed his excitement about his Persian hookah on the way (He promised to show me pictures. I WILL hold him on that.).

And then there was that customer... This guy is there all of the time. Tall grey haired man with big glasses. He sits in the corner on his laptop all day. He came up to me a few weeks ago to compliment me on my work habits. "I've been here for the past three days and you're the only one who I've seen do work in your field"... ouch. But yay! I love when I get these compliments. I feel so appreciated.

Anyway from how he complimented me, I knew he thought I was some kid in high school (as most people do. I have that baby face.). Today he finally asked my age.
 

"So how old are you? About 16?"

"I'm 20"

His face paused with a look of seriousness and confusion. It was as if his vision had just been scrambled for a second. After a while, he finally smiled... THEN HE PUNCHED ME!

... Okay, not really. He did that little friendly fist tap on the shoulder. I seem to get that a lot. It's a very cute gesture.

Anyway, I was very reluctant to tell him my age. I figured he would be disappointed. Not only was I not some highschool kid, my age didn't even have a "teen" at the end. He seemed to only be impressed by my work ethic because I am young and "kids are usually lazy". Really... I think anyone, regardless of age should be recognized and appreciated for their hard work. Adults can be lazy too! And I think... that smile and punch... was a way of telling me he thinks that as well.

After that, he wanted to be my best friend. Every time I passed him, he would ask about me and show me videos (mostly of various people singing the national anthem. I've never heard that song so many times in one day). He told me what he was currently typing to someone on facebook and asked me how to spell things. I loved this. Although he's uncomfortably patriotic, he was sweet and went out of his way to bond with someone. I wish more people would do this. I wish I would do this. It's one of the best compliments you can get from someone.