In line ahead of me was this little old lady. Back bent over to the point where she had to twist her torso in an odd way to see who was talking to her. She to be at least 200 years old. She was wearing a very large cross and buying a book and 2 bookmarks.
As we are waiting in line she turns around and twists her torso as to make eye contact, "I wanted to say that I like your Buddha. You know, had Christ and Buddha ever met each other I think they would have been very good friends."
I was for a loss of words. I ended up agreeing with her and really, in my heart, I did agree with what she had to say. What she had to say was just so unexpected.
She pays for her things. As she is fishing for money she tells the checker, "You know, I LOVE coming to Powell's. I love it. Every time I cross the doorway to Powell's Books I feel like Alice. In Wonderland, you know?"
Hearing this just made me swoon.
Monies are paid and the checker asked if she would like a bag. Her reply, "No. No... You know, one bag walking around is MORE than enough. Thank you though."
It took the checker and I both a second to catch up to this over 200 year old! When we did we both broke up in laughter. I set my things down on the counter and caught up with her to give her a hug. I'm sorry but what she had said was just too cool. It was like a Monty Python skit preformed live!
I get rang up and we both talk about how cool the 'old bag' is. Monies are paid and I'm asked, "Would you like a bag?"
The checker and I break up laughing all over again.
I love Powell's Books. More so... I love Portland and the People the choose to call it home.