I post a lot of stuff that is a little more negative about transition. Today however I have some beautiful stuff to talk about.
I had been out auditing an agency and when I wrapped up I drove the 45 minutes back to town. On my way back I decided I wanted a Costco hot dog, and that is what I thought about the whole time.
I got to Costco and went through my Costco hot dog purchase. The lady behind the counter was super sweet. She called me sweetie like five times and it was a good experience.
I walked back to my car with the hot dog, excited by the bad for you goodness I got to eat when I sat down (it was too packed in Costco dining area).
That is when tragedy struck me…
There was much sadness and gnashing of teeth. I was going to go back to the office and cry when I decided I could afford a second hot dog.
I went back to Costco, walked in and went to pay for another hotdog. All the ladies in Costco food were calling me sweetie, asking how my day was, etc. it helped me some
When I was getting rung up I handed my cash and I mentioned I had to come back because I dropped my hot dog. All of a sudden she stopped and pushed my money away. A second lady was shaking her head and saying “Honey, no money from you, we can give you a new one”. Then they all started yelling don’t pay for it, just take it.
The girl who sold me the original hot dog was screaming from the dishwasher area in the back to give me a free hot dog as well.
I asked them like 12 times if they were sure, they wouldn’t take any money at all. That single unasked concern for me reassured me and made me feel better than I had in days.
I can’t express the good it did for me, except I needed to share it.
Thank you Costco workers for being you!!!