From Wiki: Hermes (Greek, Ἑρμῆς, IPA: /ˈhɝmiːz/) is the messenger of the gods in Greek mythology. An Olympian god, he is also the patron of boundaries and of the travelers who cross them, of shepherds and cowherds, of thieves and road travelers, of orators and wit, of literature and poets, of athletics, of weights and measures, of invention, of general commerce, and of the cunning of thieves and liars.[1] His symbols include the tortoise, the rooster, the winged sandals, and the caduceus. The analogous Roman deity is Mercury.
The Homeric hymn to Hermes invokes him as the one "of many shifts (polytropos), blandly cunning, a robber, a cattle driver, a bringer of dreams, a watcher by night, a thief at the gates, one who was soon to show forth wonderful deeds among the deathless gods."[2]
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It's my dream to find one of these at a thrift store. I'm thinking up a story about a woman of creative means who has no family heirlooms. No one was a collector of beautiful objects. She volunteers at the ballet, symphony and opera so she can attend. As an usher she takes tickets, sees the show, and helps clean up. Sometimes she commands the coffee station, but she likes cleaning up best because of the amazing things left on the seats. She sufficiently charms her bosses and they tell her, if something you like isn't claimed in a year and you're still here, you can have it. An Hermes scarf, a diamond stud, a silver cigarette case, etc. She volunteers for 20 years...what else does she find as the times change?
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