Story from my work yesterday:
(Now I’m not allowed to talk about clients or anything like that, but I don’t think this counts)
Yesterday I was at work when my midafternoon appointment showed up. Her son, age 4ish(?), was with her. Dressed as Kylo Ren (without the mask).
While I did what I do, he was sitting at my desk talking to me about how amazing Kylo is. He said he left his mask in the car because he didn’t wanna scare me. I told him love Kylo (because I do). He pulled up his sleeves and showed me that his arms were covered in tattoos (temporary of course) and told me which ones were his favorite. He was the cutest child ever. Him and his mom had to run out to the car for a second, and he came back in with his mask on. “I got my mask,” he had said attempting a deep kylo voice. “That’s amazing,” I said back in a lame attempt at a kylo ren voice.
He was a sweet kid. I love when sweet kids sit at my desk.
