I had just finished making some dank Powerpoint slides for work and was getting ready to go home. I started closing up shop at my computer and trying to make my desk look like less of a shitshow. (But no matter how messy, I always know where everything is.)
Jasmin sauntered over from the other workstation to chat. Then, from the corner of my eye, I saw a blur of motion on the ground behind me, and my handbag went flying up in the air and whizzed onto my desk.
I have never seen Jasmin move so fast.
"Never put your bag on the floor, you'll never get rich!" she admonished.
This coming from a grown woman with 2 advanced degrees (MS Economics, MArch) and over ten years of industry experience.
"What?!" I burst out laughing.
"It's true!" she insisted. "I never leave my bag on the floor, see?" She pointed at her workstation. Sure enough, her smart leather Kate Spade was resting upright on her desk.
Her superstition begged the question. And when I am begged the question, I ask it. "But...are you rich?"
She cast her eyes downwards and studied the ground. "Well, no."
She shuffled her feet. "Well, not yet."
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