Addressing the Store Clerk Who Made Me Absolutely Speechless – Kudos to You

This occurred on a weekend morning, and I found myself in a foul mood, topping off my mother's vehicle. This was one of those petrol stations that operates as a supermarket, so you run the risk of ending up in line customers carrying goods of pricey provisions. It's an awful situation to occur when the sole aim is to get gasoline and leave. Dreadful.

My position was fourth in the waiting line. There was only employee working, a young woman. There was something unusual to her presence. When the faffer at the first position had finally paid for a cleaning product, his pastry, and his box of eggs, It seemed to me overhearing the cashier wish him a wonderful day. Unusual. Maybe it was a mistake, or possibly she uttered it and used a mocking tone. I wondered if perhaps she was a supporter in my fight against faff, echoing my disdain for people who hold up people just getting gas such as myself.

Taking a step forward, becoming the third customer. The next shopper of our group completed her gasoline purchase with commendable speed. And there it was again: “Have a wonderful day.” In fact, it was “have a wonderful day”. A stateside native? At this location? The pronunciation indicated it, and few locals tells people those exact words, or even just a nice day. Very rare. You don’t get US citizens visiting this town, certainly not holding jobs in fueling spots or anywhere else.

Second in line at last. After an elderly lady embroiled in a protracted effort with her carryall, her groceries, her purse and her membership pass. It went on for ever. Once completed, the woman also was wished a wonderful day. Yes, American for sure. I might have verified it by saying something hilarious to her, to observe that response as they gaze at you, stoically, and state very earnestly: “That is quite humorous.” Yet no idea came of a funny comment to say.

In the end, I embraced the heartfelt tone – or an impersonation of it, which amounts to the same thing – while she stared directly into my eyes, deep into my soul, and told me an awesome day. It improved my mood. It was a good thing.

Dr. Amber Hart
Dr. Amber Hart

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