Dutch, That post made me smile (Juniper and poop and Elmo) and then sad (the old man bringing balloons to the nursing home and the not nice salesboy). It also makes me think of all the times I don't make an effort to smile or be especially nice to salespeople. I'm not rude or anything like that. But sometimes I'm preoccupied in my own stuff and don't even smile. I should be better.
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I had a similar but entirely different experience not that long ago at the public library. An old man came in to return his wife's public library card. She had recently passed away. The deceny of his gesture at returning it, the implied need in this act, and the respect and love shown to him by the library staff was all but overwhelming. That moment will stick with me forever.
BTW, I wrote a piece on the corporate branding of our children a week or so ago. It's at http://madhattermommy.blogspot.c...ation-
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It is funny. Hubs and I were talking about this the other day. He was saying how he hate the false politeness dealt out because it is company policy.
He also feels that that should not override common sense and vibe.
You can TELL if a person feels like telling you whether they are having a nice day or not and if it is really worth asking them...especially if you don't really care.
Our local dollar store is great.
The lady there loves my son and last time had to let him pick something for free because she thought he was so helpful.
It is filled with all the commerical horror though.
Great post, as always Dutch.
The way you described the interaction between the old man and the young pimple -face was touching. The sentiment of the old man trumped the indifference of the clerk in a way that made me feel immediate satisfaction.
And of course, who doesn't like a poo/fart story...
J
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