Congrats @marinelife!
Two things you need to know before I start this narrative:
First: My husband bought me a Canon Rebel camera for Christmas. Oh man. I LOVE that camera. As I was unwrapping it, and saw what it was, my first words were “What the hell have you done…” For one of the very, very few times in my life I refrained from asking how much it cost, although, believe me, the question was running through my mind like a freight train.
It strongly reminds me of the 35 mm camera I had for 20 years. That 35 mm was basically glued to my eyes for all those years, but then it was stolen in early 2004. :(. I was heartbroken. So when my husband got me the Canon I was over the moon! But I’ve been a little lost without a telephoto lens, but they’re, like $400 and more to buy new, so I managed, sadly, without it all of this time. I sadly looked at scenes I couldn’t catch without one, like storks and cranes across the water, and little bugs, and eagles in the trees and I was so sad all the time without a telephoto lens, but I’d rather be sad than broke.
Second: Our lives have been revolving around Fed Ex for about three weeks now. First we were breathlessly awaiting an urgent package that they were supposed to deliver “In a couple of days.” A week went by, no package. They stopped in front of the house a LOT, but there was never anything for us. Rick was to the point he was ready to run around town and hijack every Fed Ex truck he saw to see if they forgot to drop off his package! I told him he would get arrested so don’t do it. I got the shakes every time I saw a Fed Ex truck.
Finally, after a week and a half, he got his package. He needed to fill out some paperwork that was in the package and Fed Ex it back. I made sure it was prepaid, of course.
So, yesterday he needed to go to Wichita, 60 miles away, to get some lab work done AND to Fed Ex his paperwork back. He asked if I wanted to go. I almost said “No,” because I didn’t think I could handle being off of face book for 3 or 4 hours, but changed my mind because I had some old, old disc film, the kind that was around for about 6 months in the late 90’s, that I wanted to get developed. It had pictures that my mother had taken on it. Mom passed in 2005. That type of film was so obsolete that Wal Mart couldn’t do it, so I wanted to take the opportunity to go to a specialty camera store, Moler’s, in Wichita, to drop it off. Rick said “That’s too far out of the way!” which meant he didn’t want to be bothered with it. On a hunch though, and because I’ve lived with my husband a LONG time, I grabbed the film anyway.
Before we headed to Wichita we drove around Winfield looking for a Fed Ex truck so he could give them his package. We only found one, and it was in the WalMart parking lot and the driver was in the store. The driver never came back out. Ever. So I called the 800 number on the truck and found a Fed Ex drop off location in Wichita on East Kellogg.
So we headed to Wichita and got his lab work done. The guy at the lab, a complete stranger, gave me some candy, free, because he knew my husband never did anything for me, but how he knew that is beyond me :)
Then Rick and I headed to the Fed Ex place. Along the way there we passed an old building on Douglas and I yelped, “Hey! That’s the photo store I wanted to go to, to drop the film off!”
Rick kind of grimaced impatiently, which meant “I TOLD YOU IT WAS TOO FAR OUT OF THE WAY!! WHY DON’T YOU EVER LISTEN TO ME?!!” But he grudgingly turned around and we went back. He didn’t like it, because we only had 4 hours left to get to the Fed Ex place, but he did it. I gave him my candy.
We walked into Moler’s Camera. COOL old building, and they’d obviously been in business for years and years and years. The clerk was waiting on another customer and Rick and I just wandered around his store looking at all the neat stuff. They had vintage cameras, vintage photographs. They had EVERYTHING. It was fascinating.
When it was my turn I showed him what I had and he said yes, they had a place they could send the disc film to get developed, and yes, they could put it to a CD.
I looked around a little more, and the next thing I know my husband is saying “Val! Look!” The clerk had a telephoto lens for a Canon Rebel out and was showing it to my husband. I started to grit my teeth because I was not about to spend that kind of money. Wasn’t going to happen. I said, “We only came here to drop of film. We dropped off film. We leave now.”
Rick said, “It’s $149.00.”
I said, “What?”
Rick said, “Yeah!”
I said, “Used?”
“Gently.”
I went over and stared at it, but refused to touch it. I paused while my dream spun out in front of me, then said, “No. Not now. We don’t have the money. And we only have 3 ½ hours to get to Fed Ex.” I walked away.
Rick is a consummate salesman. Behind my back he and the clerk attached it to a Canon Rebel. Rick knew if I got that camera in my hands I’d be a gonner. I fought tooth and nail, yelling “NO! We only have 3 hours and 25 minutes to get to Fed Ex!!! NO! I don’t want to spend the money! NO!!!!”
Then I was a gonner. I was in HEAVEN.
I looked allll around the store, zooming in and out, in and out. I took aim toward the front of the store and zoomed in on the windows of the buildings across the street. A customer walked in. Since I was zoomed out so far, all I could see was his face and he looked all cranky and not photogenic at all, so I zoomed back in and saw that the customer walking into the store was.… A FED EX GUY DELIVERING A PACKAGE!!
I almost dropped the camera! I squealed, “Rick!!! Rick!!”
Rick looked up, kind of jumped out of his skin and yelped, “Do you take packages??”
The cranky guy said, “If it’s ready to go NOW.” You know what a rush they’re always in. You’ve seen Cast Away, with Tom Hanks. Tom Hanks was cranky too, until he got really, really bored.
So Rick rushed out to the car and brought his package in. The Fed Ex guy walked out of Moler’s with it and I walked out with my dream lens.
For a second our lives just came to a perfect center, perfect harmony. It was just unbelievable.
And when we got home we learned that Fed Ex had come to our house again. They had dropped off a brand new Black Berry phone on our door step. Didn’t cost us a dime.
WHAT a day!