It has almost been exactly two years since I first heard the exciting news. I was working in the fitting rooms at Anthropologie. It was the beginning of December, so shopping was starting to get chaotic. There was a line of women anxiously awaiting a dressing room and I was frantically trying to accommodate them. The line of women kept curling around the Christmas decorated store. I was stressed about senior midterms coming up, and the last thing I needed was a store full of inpatient women wondering why it was so crowded. Then suddenly my manger’s high-pitched voice screeched over the employee walkie-talkies, “Catherine your mom is waiting in the employee room in the back. She has urgent news to tell you.”
I panicked. What could be so urgent that my mom had to come add to the chaos of work? They never let non-employees in the back. I quickly went through the back door of the fitting rooms into the employee room. My mom was jumping up and down, with a smile stretched across her face, screaming, “Congratulations!” The ceiling was covered in purple helium balloons., and my mom handed me over a white packet with a horned frog on it that said, “Welcome to TCU” in huge capitalized letters. My mom gave me a huge hug and told me how proud she was of me and that she was sorry if she disrupted work, but she had to come share the news. I started to tear up in excitement. The other employees came and congratulated me, knowing that TCU was my first choice. My manager came in and said, “Catherine you are a hard-working employee and I am so happy that you got into TCU. The store closes in one hour and I know you are supposed to restock tonight, but why don’t you go ahead and leave. Go celebrate your victory of getting into TCU!”
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