Tag: dailyprompt
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The gesture
I came home to a box, an unexpected package. Fragile, it read. “Dearest member…” It was a box of chocolates from a beauty brand I shop with, a gesture of appreciation for the season. I could have easily ordered my own box of chocolates. I certainly could have diverted what I spent on their products to…
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Recognizing myself in her
I complained to a loved one about my job, my boss, and all the frustrations in between. She told me, “You sound like Andy in the Devil Wears Prada.” That is when I decided to rewatch the movie for what would be the first of many times. It had nothing to do with the fashion.…
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I’m hunting down this movie look from The Devil Wears Prada 2
There are days where I wish I could just look an object I desire and immediately know where it’s from and where I can buy it. That power could have come in handy as I watched the many fashion montages in The Devil Wears Prada 2. There is a scene in Milan where Andy Sachs,…
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A basic no spoilers review of The Devil Wears Prada 2
I watched the original Devil Wears Prada an obscene amount of times. There was an era in my life where I needed that tale. I could see myself in Andy’s journey. So of course, I was eager to watch the sequel, The Devil Wears Prada 2, on the opening weekend. I intentionally avoided watching any…
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A question
She asked it in the middle of the podcast. The question stuck with me. “If someone were to look at how you live your life now, would they be able to tell that your goals are your goals?” It felt like an attack, an assault on the dissonance between by daily schedule and my dreams.…
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Taking the day off
These past few days I’ve been resistant to getting started on work. I’ve been struggling to get out of bed. I thought maybe that meant my discipline muscles needed to get activated. I sat there at my work computer, miserable but trying to push through. He said to me, “You know this is what sick…
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Remixing my thoughts
It came back again. All the thoughts about what I should have done differently in that situation. Her words continued to plague me and make me feel worse about the event. It played on repeat. I wanted it to stop. “Why are you so obsessed with me?” The lyrics from the Mariah Carey song also…
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Not another networking event
I weaved in and out of the pockets of people. In the tight space, groups of three and four huddled together in conversations. Amidst the loud music and trays of appetizers, they were all connecting. I was not. I snuck away, overwhelmed by my growing headache and fear of conversational rejection. I had to get…
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Customers, am I right?
“This is poor customer service. Where is your manager?” The guest was unhappy with the employee’s polite attempts to explain store policy. Because she didn’t meet the customer’s exact demands, it was the wrong thing to do. Even though she was doing her job as trained, that customer could then take to social to give…
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