The Spaces Between Your Fingers

Click the image to flip

Flip
Context: I interviewed my mom via a Skype call. While I was here at school, she was sitting in what we jokingly call ‘the condo’ in our home in Boston, MA. When interviewing, I could tell when my mom got excited about a memory the way she’d smile or perk up in her seat. Her first job out of college was working for the Stop and Shop Company, which also owned the chain department store Bradlees. Sometimes her group would have to assess the internal financial controls of a store which was effectively seeing if they could steel things, and then fix the process that allowed them to do so. She told me this story and was laughing while she did, which made me laugh and think it was fun. I want to try and recreate this memory because even though it was twenty years ago, she spoke so fondly of Wilfred and the funny things that she knows how to do because of him.

While looking at purses to choose from, nothing stood out. It was Bradlees Department store after all, they weren’t the brands Lydia would choose for herself anyway, so she just picked up the bag closest to her. Wilfred, her partner in crime, towered over her small five-foot frame by at least a foot. He was a rounder guy with dark skin, often referred to as a teddy bear due to his large stature but happy and friendly nature. As always, he was dressed to the nines showing up to Bradlees in his flashy suit. Lydia was happy to be paired with him for the task.

“Watch this, do as I do” he said, and she changed the tags on the purses.

It seemed against her moral compass, but knowing it was just for the job and that she wasn’t actually doing anything wrong, Lydia followed suit.

“Got it, what now?” she asks.

The two strolled through the store, passing through rack upon racks of clothes and shoes and any other accessory you could name. Every so often Wilfred reached for an item and shoved it into the purse. Socks and other small items were perfect. He made Lydia laugh the way he was so playful and yet so great at what he was doing. It was funny to have a coworker showing the ropes for such and outlandish task.

When nothing more could be put into the purses without raising any red flags, the two headed for the checkout line. Wilfred hands the lady a credit card, and is handed back the card along with the receipt. Watching the strokes of his signature, Lydia sees that he kindly signs the credit card slip ‘Dolly Parton’. He pushed the receipt and pen across the counter while wishing the woman a good day and they proceed to the door. With the whoosh of air that greets them as the door opens to the outside, their mission is accomplished. 

Bradlees

Flag as Inappropriate
Work After College
Bradlees

Context: I interviewed my mom via a Skype call. While I was here at school, she was sitting in what we jokingly call ‘the condo’ in our home in Boston, MA. When interviewing, I could tell when my mom got excited about a memory the way she’d smile or perk up in her seat. Her first job out of college was working for the Stop and Shop Company, which also owned the chain department store Bradlees. Sometimes her group would have to assess the internal financial controls of a store which was effectively seeing if they could steel things, and then fix the process that allowed them to do so. She told me this story and was laughing while she did, which made me laugh and think it was fun. I want to try and recreate this memory because even though it was twenty years ago, she spoke so fondly of Wilfred and the funny things that she knows how to do because of him.

Decade: 1980s
Rating:
Recorded by hannah devlin on December 7, 2017
×
×
4
×
Alert IconAre you sure you want to permanently delete this postcard? You cannot undo this action. Delete
×