the brain.

there is this joke at work–this joke louis made up–about being the brain.
about being the only one in the building who apparently knows the answer,
about being the only one in the building who is the go-to person,
about being the only one in the building who can solve a problem,
about being the only one in the building who…has a brain.

and today i was the only one.
i was the brain.
i was the only manager for 5 hours–which i didn’t think would be a big deal–until i realized i was the only one with a brain.
the only one with the answer.
the only go-to person.
the only one who could solve a problem.
the brain.

the only one who could find the hat boxes.
the only one who could figure out that 6 people couldn’t take a break at the same time.
the only one who could find someone to wrap a gift.
the only one who could figure out what items were on sale.
the only one who could help the customer get the price tags off the gift she had just bought.
the only one who could figure out we needed to handle the go backs.
the only one who could help the customer find the hot chocolate maker from another store.

and the only one who could help harrison ford find the wok he was looking for…
the brain.

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