Those Bloody Vuvuzelas, and Other Thoughts on the Royal Wedding
So it looks like William and Kate got married this morning. I know that some people were up at 4am EST watching it all but I wasn’t planning on doing all that because though I cared, it wasn’t worth waking up early for. Instead I woke up at 6am so I could get to work early and leave at 4pm. Leaving work early is worth waking up early for [see where my priorities are?].
I happened to turn on the TV and what do you know? I was right on time. Kate had just gotten out of the car and the world was admiring her dress.
Watching Kate walk down the aisle had an impact on me that I wasn’t expecting. I had been pretty ambivalent about this whole thing, but seeing her in her dress walking down the aisle made me so happy and excited for her
I loved the dress. I’m glad she picked this one. Some of the designs that people were sending in were CRAZY so I’m glad she went with something simple. Was it original? No. A handful of women around the world right now are saying, hey! that’s I wore in my wedding! Apparently Grace Kelly is one of those women.
There’s a lot to be said with having a conservative wedding dress. I mean you are in church, and while I have nothing against strapless dresses, it’s nice that she covered up.
To the people in Westminster Abbey who had seats around the corner from the altar and couldn’t see: I’ve been in your situation. When 2 million of my closest friends and I went to President Obama’s inauguration, we couldn’t see either But at least we were there. This was totally an “at least I was there” moment.
How did I know people had seats around the corner? Well there was a camera in the ceiling providing aerial shots. Yes, a camera in the CEILING of a CHURCH. This is weird to me.
I’m so glad I’m not British, they’re fashion sense is boring. Women in hats and grandma suits? No thanks.
When Kate walked down the aisle, William had his back to her (by design) but I guess Harry was allowed to turn around and look at her. When he did, he turned back to William and told him and told him how beautiful she looked [I know this because the camera in the ceiling had a very powerful microphone on it… I kid]
When Kate and William were first together at the altar, he told her she looked beautiful [he totally stole that line from his brother] and my heart melted
Best line was when the couple kissed for the first time on the balcony and the commenter remarked about the sound of the crowd by saying, “ugh, I hate those bloody vuvuzelas" [you know, those annoying horns they had at the World Cup]
Ultimately I watched it with the same attitude most people watch space shuttle launches, and presidential inaugurations. It is a moment in history that was being documented. So whether you care or not, it’s happening and it’s not going to kill you to turn on the TV and watch. Just don’t go crazy.
Guy (sees me looking at him):Are you trying to pick me up?
Me:Haha no. [thinking I had heard an accent] where are you from? [Guy looks puzzled]. Are you American?
His friend:what kind of American?
Me:Are you Canadian? Only a Canadian would say that. [In my traveling experience, I have noticed that all Canadian's refer to themselves as "North American"... which is technically true, but come on!]
Guy (turns to his friend, hands him his beer, PICKS ME UP OFF THE GROUND, *SHAKES ME*, and then puts me down):Only a full blooded American would pick up a pretty girl like you and shake the sh*t out of her.
Me (appropriately shocked at what just happened):So you're American?
… and there goes my happiness bubble. I definitely paid for my coffee this morning. If I had taken the 10 extra seconds to run upstairs and get my mug I would be $1.54 richer :( :( Why me, Lord??!! [It’s Friday so I’m allowed to be irrationally dramatic]
This morning when I walked into Starbucks, one barrista said: “Hey Esi!” [I’m not kidding, they actually know my name].
And then the one at the cash register turned to me and said: “Tall Pike, right?”, sliding a cup of coffee towards me.
"Is that for me?", I asked. "Yep", he replied.
He had made my coffee as soon as he saw me walk through the door! I have mixed feelings about this: What if I changed it up and had wanted a different drink that day? [this would actually never happen. I’m an ENFJ and we pride ourselves on our predictability] How much money have I spent here in the last year and a half for me to now deserve such treatment? [I don’t dare look at mint.com to actually find out that answer].
If I’m honest, the knowing my name part is not a big deal since for the past 18 months I’ve had sort of a “thing” with one of the barristas, Mike [and by thing I mean, I order coffee, he asks me about my weekend, calls me ‘baby’, and suggests that we hang out sometime. Since this thing has never transpired into me getting free coffee, it has stayed at “thing” status. Once I get something out of this “thing” maybe I’ll consider giving it a different name.] It was the fact that they knew my order that surprised me.
This is not the first time this has happened. When I was in college I pretty much ate the same sandwich everyday for lunch for 2 years [if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it] and yes, they sometimes had it ready for me when I walked in.
All of this to say, that kind of service is EXACTLY what I needed this morning, so thanks God, because I know You had Your hand in this one :)