I bought two sachets(小香袋)of warm cinnamon spice(肉桂香料) while shopping today. Seeing I was fighting with my crutches(拐杖), a staff helped to push my shopping cart to the door. I gave one to him and he was really pleased.
With so many things, I decided to take a taxi to go home. The driver put my things in the big box and was really lovely with small talk.
A song came on the radio and he sang along to it. It was Stevie Nicks. He then told me that about20 years ago, he took a "Will you marry me, Stevie?" banner(横幅) to her concert. He said the band were pointing to it and laughing during the performance.
When we arrived at my house, he asked if I would be able to get the four shopping bags out of the box myself. Of course I said yes and with my strong independent nature, I said that I could manage. He was kidding though. He brought the shopping bags up to the door. As he got back into the car, something told me to gift the other sachet to him. By this stage, he was already back in his car. He rolled down the window. I told him I wasn't Stevie Nicks, but here was a gift that would make him smell sweet-smelling. He laughed and told me I was an angel (天使).
This was a lovely, fun and warm exchange. He was not smelling roses(玫瑰花), but in the Christmas season, it was much better to smell warm cinnamon spice. As for me, I would rather be an angel than Stevie Nicks, although I'm sure she's lovely.
