Now is it a full moon?

Shopgirlove had her first day at the Big Gig. Everything went well, but her worlds decided to collide at the end of the day in what can only be described as a typical Shopgirlove coinkidink. The office to which she has been assigned was hosting an event. It was an audition of sorts for various local caterers to showcase their wares. The catering companies began showing up toward the end of the day and presenting themselves to Shopgirlove. She was working on the computer and therefore sporting a snazzy pair of reading glasses (red). Because of this, everyone on the other side of the desk was the kind of fuzzy that aging actresses adore and myopic schoolchildren abhor. At one point, four fuzzy people arrived and announced themselves.

The Four Fuzzies: Hello, we're from catering company X. Can you tell us where to go?

Shopgirlove: Yes. (Not really paying attention.)

(Shopgirlove's brain switches over and she processes the company name. She stands and tries not to laugh.)

S: You're from X?

The FF: Yes.

S: Of course you are, and so am I!!!!!

(One of the Four Fuzzies recognizes Chef Shopgirlove and dissolves. It's Chef Babs!)

Chef Babs to the other three: This is the woman I was telling you about! She's the shopgirl at that gift store we passed!

(No more, alas. But many laughs for all involved.)

Shopgirlove was shameless in promoting her kitchen's goods.
Update on Monday.