Wednesday, July 23, 2014
I'm Looking For Cocktail Napkins
Every once in a while, you get an assignment that sends you all over the city. It's your own mini episode of The Devil Wears Prada.
One Tuesday afternoon, my boss was having another one of his annual monthly mixers being held in the conference room. It's a chance for all entrepreneurs to come together and find amazing networking opportunities for their businesses. He told me that he particularly needed cocktail napkins for the food & beverages.
I will admit. I was distracted by so many things, I completely forgot what cocktail napkins were in that moment. I quickly Google "cocktail napkins" on my computer and instantly remembered what it was. This truly is the generation where you can stop saying "I Don't Know."
Google hasn't gotten me out of a lot of embarrassing situations, but that is another story.
I was first sent to Duane Reade to find the napkins. The one across the street from the building weren't selling any. Because I knew that there was another one two blocks away, I decided to stop by that one to see if they sold it there. I looked through the isle for ten minutes and it still got me nowhere. It turns out Duane Reade doesn't even sell cocktail napkins. Or at least not the two in Times Square.
I was tired, sweaty, and getting very irritated. Disappointment was all over my face, for I felt I was going to walk back into the office with nothing to give back to my boss. Apparently, someone must've felt the essence of my internal stress.
A lady who worked there asked me to go a grocery store called The Food Emporium. I was told they sold cocktail napkins there and I should try out over there. I never been to this popular for. So it was good chance to introduce to another grocery spot.
I ran four blocks and a wide avenue to get there. Any person that lives in New York City knows that walking, or even running, to the next avenue is no joke. It will wear you out in a split second.
I made it to The Food Emporium and finally found the cocktail napkins I was looking for. They were at low price. So I bought two using my bosses money. I made it back to the office forty minutes after leaving, and told my boss what happened and why it took so long.
He appreciated my efforts to finish the job and I placed the napkins next the alcohol bottles while the meeting was still going on. You bet your butt that I had one....maybe two cups of Pinot Grigio. Hard work deserves a drink all the time.