This is my first blog and I'm as giddy as a kid on Christmas. Granted, I do not possess Robin's writing ability, I can at least form complete sentences…and some of the time, they will in fact, make sense.
Every day when I sit myself at my desk, I flip the calender and it reveals a quite humorous quotation from a famous woman. Some days…actually most days, they are bashing men. Today's on the other hand, bashed everyone. It was spoken by the woman who will forever be remembered as the crotch grabbing, spitting singer of the Star Spangled Banner…Roseanne Barr. The quote was as follows: "I think I'm a pretty good judge of people, which is why I hate most of them".
This goes in perfect harmony with the woman whom Robin and I had the unfortunate pleasure of incountering yesterday at the Wild Oats. We managed to walk the 1/2 mile to the car in the blazing 105 degree temprature and begin our journey (it's more fun to sound dramatic). We were in a hurry because the market is way the hey hey on the other side of town and granted while we all are allowed an hour for lunch, folks in AR don't know how to drive so you never know if you're going to get stuck behind Speed Racer or Grandma Sue. Anywho. So we grabbed our Apple Cider vinger and preceeded to the ONE open check out lane. The lady in front of us was having issues with some crackers that she had purchased saying that they were too high in sodium to belong in a health foods store and, as she tossed the box to the cashier, added that they tasted like poo. (she really didn't use the word poo but its all good). She also had in her hand a bag of almonds and wanted to exchange the salty poo for them. The cashier weighed the almonds and advised the woman that she owed $5.40. Hearing this woman's reaction you would have thought the cashier demanded the life of her first born and then 20 bones…she freaked out questioning the cashier's intelligence and the validity of the scale. The cashier was some what taken aback by this and preceeded to tell the crazy almond lady that the crackers in fact had covered only a small part of what the almonds cost being that they were $10.99 a pound. Well of course crazy almond lady wanted to know how many pounds she had and all that good stuff and here are 5 people behind us rolling their eyes and begging the lady to just pay the dang 5 bucks and go on about ya business. Not to mention Robin and I both were ready to naw our arms off in hunger so please lady, for the love of everything good and holy, just suck it up and pay this poor cashier. Well, she finally did, mumbling the whole time under her breath about how she had bought almonds before and they weren't that much…yes ma'am you might have but either you a) didn't have as many as you did today or b) you were in a much better mood when you made your prior purchase and thought that a few bucks for some dang good almonds was quite alright with you.
Now, I'm not saying I'm perfect when it comes to the world of customer service. Having started out in the customer service world working at the Piggly Wiggly, I found out rather quickly that some folks just have bad days. And I could have taken the lower road earlier this same day that crazy almond lady took hers and strangled the cashier at the fun store w/ a thong when she told me that I could not return a perfectly unworn and unwrapped item and that I needed to accept store credit or exchange it. At first I recalled no mention of this policy on the receipt and wanted to explain this to her but decided to just suck it up, take my $35 store credit to be tucked neatly away for years to come.
My point of this story is this cheesy but true fact, it takes a hella lot more effort to be mean than it does to be nice. Yes, there are people who simply hate life and everyone in it, but for the most part, folks are nice and it makes us feel better when we are nice. Hating and all that, it just wears me out.