i walked over the cvs pharmacy last night to buy a cheap little bottle of ibuprofen. while i was waiting in line, i noticed that the cashier was putting forth
extra effort to make a customer at his register
extra happy. i wondered if it was his first day, because he also seemed very flustered. the customer looked like your average 18-year-old-ish southern california girl: about 5'3'', tan, unnaturally blond, very short shorts, heavy eye makeup, gucci purse, and a hundred dollar bill in hand to buy a pack of cigarettes.
normally, a cashier at a hollywood cvs would laugh in your face if you tried to pay with a hundo for about a five dollar total. this cashier, on the other hand, was unfazed. he just asked if she possibly had some pennies, so the change could come out beautifully even.
when the cashier next to them freed up, i realized i was next in line. i walked up to the middle aged woman behind the register, and she didn't acknowledge me. instead she went over to the register next to her, leaned over the counter to the hundo-ciggy girl and said excitedly "i just wanted to say hi! and you look beautiful like always!!" hundo-ciggy smiled and thanked the woman shyly. then my cashier came back to her post and said to me coolly, "hi, how are you." but
she seemed flustered too! i heard giggling and whispers from people behind me-
"i wish i had my camera."
"i am going to take a picture."
"is that
really her?"
i kept glancing at hundo-ciggy's face. i even took a couple of seconds to shamelessly stare at her as i dug into my deepest knowledge of Z-list celebrities, but i had nothing. this girl looked completely unfamiliar to me. now, i
have purchased intouch weekly, and people, and us weekly, and (dare i say it?)
star. with these mags under my belt, and the importance placed on celebrity in this town, why couldn't i figure out who the crap she was?
my transaction was complete before hundo-ciggy's, so i slowly walked to the exit. i loitered for a couple of seconds around the garbage can as she left. i got one last look at her as she climbed into her little honda suv, and drove off. i still didn't know.
i was too proud to walk into the cvs to find out who she was, plus i had a headache to attend to, so i went home. i am convinced that she was the one fooling us. did someone think she was famous, and that thought spread like wildfire? i mean this
is california. did she just act like a celeb, or did these people know much more than me? i don't know if i saw someone famous at the cvs, but i am a little happy to say that i just don't know, because
it just doesn't matter. if this would have been anne hathaway, though, i'd probably shed tears of joy.
ps-a homeless man complimented me on my "bibs" (carhartt overalls), so take that hundo-ciggy!
