New college town people (1 of 8): Framing shop.

At the framing shop where I was getting a print framed that the one resthome resident who wanted to die gave me so that I'd have something to remember her by, the one (older) (moustachioed) (white) worker helped me pick out a brown-ish paper edge and then a brownish-black wood that not only looked nice with it, but would also match my furniture.

Then, when I finally went and picked up the framing job llike a week later, the (younger) (vaguely stoner/hippie-ish) (very thin) (moustachioed and bearded) (white) guy worker said how nice it looked.

Then, he was like, "And you should have seen how it smelled."

And, after I said nothing, he was like, "It's walnut, walnut really smells when you cut it."