A stationery experience
There is so much to learn here. I am like a sponge, soaking up every detail, every conversation, every name drop. I love the potential to learn and I guess that’s why I’m here. Today I had the simple task of getting copies of a script, which turned into a learning adventure for me.
I had found a copy place, Copymat Hollywood, using the review website Yelp and had mapped my walking route there. I followed the stars on the Walk of Fame there, passing by the Beatles, Michael Jackson, Bing Crosby, Audrey Hepburn etc. It’s so hard to not look down when you walk along the streets because you are constantly looking to see whose star you’re stepping over.
I stopped in to Bed, Bath and Beyond for a browse, filing away prices and products for future reference (namely some handheld beaters so I can become the Pavlova Queen of LA) and then got some cash out of my new bank, the Bank of America.
It was here that I saw FedEx Office (which apparently used to be called Kinko’s) and is a copy place so I decided I might get my scripts printed off there. They have great self-service machines that you put your debit/credit card into and then your USB to print from. Unfortunately, I came up against one of those lost in translation moments, one of paper size. Because the pdf was saved to A4, the printer wouldn’t recognise it and just decide to print it to the American Letter size. And there was no override facility.
So then I continued on to Copymat Hollywood where it was smaller, more personable and I could change the print settings myself. Plus, it worked out to be less than half the price FedEx Office had quoted. What a win!
Conveniently, diagonally opposite Copymat was a Staples store. Staples is the equivalent of Officeworks in Australia and there were so many aisles to browse, although I only ended up with a packet of highlighters that were on sale for $2.20 and a membership card.
On the way back home in the patchy weather (cool and needing a cardigan in the shade, but hot and sweaty in the sunshine) I called in to Trader Joes supermarket and picked up a couple of essentials, bread (sweet and yucky) and corn chips. I told the check out guy it was my first time and he asked me how I’d found my visit, that was nice.
My outing ballooned into a 2 hour browse-a-thon, but at least I got back to HQ with the goods; six lovely clean scripts.
Today’s fortune cookie (from Vietnamese in Silver Lake) reads:
Imagination is more important than knowledge