Nice To Meet You; I'm New!

It's amazing how many times in the last week I've announced, "I'm new!" Most of the time, it's less of an announcement, more of an apology: "Sorry, I haven't the slightest idea about the answer to your question; I'm new."

If there's anything I've learned in the last week, it's that there is so much to learn in Hickory Dickory Dock. So much to learn, in fact, that when I'm in the store, sometimes I look around at everything - the ornaments with decades and centuries of history behind them, the German crafts with love and tradition handcrafted into them, the clocks with more details and mechanical complexity than it ever occurred to me to notice - and I feel like there's no way all that information will ever penetrate my brain. However, when I leave each evening, I realize how much I've learned that day. I feel proud of myself, and the daunting task of ever being as well-versed in the world of the store as Loreen and the rest of the family seems a little less impossible. I go out with my friends at night, or sit at dinner with my family, and rattle through my new vocabulary. I definitely think I reached the peak of my coolness on a recent night, when I found myself parked in the corner of a local bar, regaling my friends with all I know about Wood Wick candles. (I'm fairly certain I was the only person in that bar that was yelling, "The wax is a soy/paraffin blend!!!")

But as frightening as being new can be, it's exciting to be discovering the store in a way not unlike what I know a lot of people experience when they first walk through our doors. Every day I find something I didn't see before, and I know there's something fascinating to learn about where it came from and the people who made it. This phase of my job has been like a treasure hunt, and if you've ever been in the store, you know how much treasure there is to discover. I'm looking forward in a very real way to the day when I will be able to answer all of the questions that come my way, but in the mean time, I'm happy to stroll around and figure out my own questions. In the mean time, I'm happy to marvel at how much Loreen and Norma know. In the mean time, I'm happy to appreciate the fact that I am working at the first job I've ever had that has a live-in adorable three-year-old. (He calls me "Miss Emily," guys! He calls me "Miss Emily"!) In the mean time, I'm happy to listen to the story the store is telling and think about how I'll become a part of it.

In the mean time: Hi. I'm Emily. Nice to meet you. I'm new.