A Lisserving Adventure

For those of you just joining us, first of all, WELCOME!!! :) If this weren't over the internet, I'd run up to you and give you a big old hug. If you've been around for a while, don't worry. There are plenty of hugs to go around, and I give of them freely and happily.

As I said in yesterday's post, I have yet another writing exercise from my Third-Year Writing professor that I felt I should share with you. It's the same basic concept: Go somewhere you've never been before, do something you've never done before, and lisserve the crap out of it. If you're saying "What the heck is lisserve???" then go HERE. It should clear up all of your questions.

Without further ado, here is my lisserving paper.

A Lisserving Adventure

Rows upon rows of glittering diamonds and gemstones twinkle from within their glass, velvet-floored encasements, and I wonder why I'm here.

"Do something you've never done before," she had cried, exuberantly throwing her hands in the air. "Do something exciting, and have a lisserving adventure!"

So why did I choose to visit a jewelry store? I've been to several thus far in my life: Tiffany and Co., Zales, Jared's. This place was not unfamiliar to me. So why did I find myself here, staring at thousands upon thousands in dollars of jewelry? Let's just call it an attempt to move forward in my life, shall we?

Jewelry has a certain meaning, especially to women. It means commitment and undying love. Frequently, it means "I do."

There is a couple in the back of the store perusing the display pieces and talking in hushed yet excited murmurs. The woman - she looks to be in her mid-twenties, just a couple of years older than me - is pointing at a ring setting that it encrusted with diamonds. It's the type of ring I'd never feel comfortable walking out of the house while it was around my finger. The young man grimaces painfully, and I can just make out the phrase "God-awful" forming on his lips. At least one of them has sense.

Visibly deflated, the woman continues down the display shelf, her fiancé following close behind with a good-natured smirk on his face. They continue viewing the rings for a few minutes until they seem to agree on a particular setting - this one is much more tasteful than the last with about a quarter of the amount of diamonds and much less ornate filigree - and then motion for the salesperson who has just finished ringing up another satisfied customer.

The deal is finalized in a matter of minutes, and the couple leaves, elated. As they exit I quickly realize that I'm the only person left in the store. Shit. All of the sudden I feel the salesperson's eyes lock onto the back of my head like a heat-seeking missile. Double shit. I pretend to be fully engrossed in the men's watches that lay before me.

"Can I help you with anything, Ma'am?" she asks.

I whip around and say, "No, thank you. Just browsing."

"Alright. Well, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask."

I nod. "Thank you."

As soon as she turns away, I dart out of the store in a panic, my stomach in my throat. After a few moments of deep breathing, I calm down. This was a stupid idea, I think. A stupid, stupid idea. I begin to make my way away from the store and notice, out of the corner of my eye, the couple from before in a neighboring furniture store. They're looking at an oversized leather sofa, the kind that looks like it could swallow you whole. This time it's the young woman who is scowling. They move on to other sofas, and a slight pang ebbs at my stomach. I offer up a short prayer for them.

Maybe they'll make it to the altar. Lord knows I didn't.

END

And that's that. :) Did anyone else do this? What did you come up with?

Peace.
Stef.

Comments

Jen said…
You are such a great writer!!! I love checking your blog out!!!! I didn't do the exercise... don't hate me!?

I'd love a blog hug since we can't give real ones :)

Happy 100 girl!!! Way to go!!!
Stef said…
When I posted this post, I only had around 98 followers, so when you said happy 100 I was confused. hahaha But I checked, and I do, in fact, now have 100 followers!!!!!! Wooooo!

I'll forgive you THIS time for not doing the exercise. hehe

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