Thought you might like to know a few of the dramatic ups and downs of my life. I have had hundreds -- no, more like thousands of them.
In Seattle, Nordstrom only sold shoes. In 1963 it merged with Best Apparel. While my fiancé and I were saving money for our first apartment, I worked at Best Apparel as an elevator operator. I wore a sassy little uniform and white gloves.
"Please step to the back of the car," I said sweetly. "Mezzanine -- Bridal to your left, Customer service to your right. Watch your step, please...."
My right arm was awesome from opening and closing the elevator door so many, many times.
