'Mirabelle Buttersfield moved from Vermont hoping to begin her life. And now she is stranded in the vast openness of LA. She keeps working to make connections, but the pile of near misses is starting to overwhelm her. What Mirabelle needs is an omniscient voice to illuminate and spotlight her and to inform everyone that this one has value, this one standing behind the counter in the glove department and to find her counterpart and bring him to her.'
-from Steve Martin's 'Shopgirl'
tomorrow i begin till-training. its a little like house-training a pet, except you swap 'litter tray' for 'LCD touch screen'.
then dress me in black and teach me how to apply foundation with a brush, and i'm going to be a fully paid-up makeup counter girl. should be interesting de-orangifiying and blending in the tide-marks of the world.
more to come. maybe.