I saw the most adorable woman at the bank today. I was filling out a withdrawl slip, and she came over and asked if I knew the date. She was tallish, with shoulder-length red hair, and she was dressed in a way that was flamboyant but authentic, like she was dressing slightly colourfully because she enjoyed it, as opposed to because she needed to impress hipsters. I don't meet many women like that anymore.
She asked me if I knew the date. 'I believe it's the ninth.' I said. 'That'll work.' she replied.
She had a big personality, and I loved it. I imagine she probably brightened up the day of the bank clerk by being friendly and possessing a vigor for life. It's always nice to meet people like that. I try to display a similar character, after all, who doesn't love those kinds of people, and I could stand to get loved now and then. It's a hard personality to manage in trying times though.