I’m thrilled to announce to my loyal readers (all 9 of you) that yours truly won an award yesterday afternoon. I hate to brag (well actually I don’t – I’m pretty good at it actual fact) but I feel I should trumpet my own horn in this situation. Naturally I expect that most national news organizations probably ignored this award presentation so I feel I’m obliged to pump up my tires and share this exciting news with you all. Drum roll please…………………………………..
Yesterday as I was standing at the deli counter at my local Fortinos grocery store I was presented with an award. This award was for being the “NICEST CUSTOMER”. The 2 ladies and 1 young gentleman gladly served me this praise due to my gregarious nature (at least this is what they said) and general politeness each and every time I’m there (judging by the stretching of the elastic waistband on my shorts it would be safe to assume that I’ve been there many times). Apparently earlier in the day these fine deli folk were bombarded by an elderly lady who didn’t like the cut of her black forrest ham. She apparently made quite the scene due to her insistence that the meat wasn’t shaved fine enough.
Legend would have you believe that the angry elderly lady took her thinly shaved morsels of pig and flung them back in the face those who made the egregious error of slicing the meat to thin. Words were exchanged and the meat was returned and a promise to never return again was uttered by the disenchanted elderly lady. Where does this leave me?
Naturally with my jolly disposition ( it must be said – similar weight class of St. Nick however we have a different tax bracket folks so the similarities end there) I was a shoe in to be a better customer then the lady who was slinging pig shards over the counter. Deal, I’ll take it. Since becoming a father of 2 boys I’ve easily become the 4th wheel on the family tricycle so I’ll take any acclaim I can get. So “NICEST CUSTOMER” sits well with me.
On that note I don’t understand why people are so stringent on their cuts of deli meat? I’ve often wondered why people have all the pent-up anger and their need to bark out instructions to the deli counter workers. I myself tell the workers to use their professional flair and artistic nature when slicing a piece of kielbasa coil or shaving 250 grams of macaroni and cheese loaf. In all seriousness I truly doubt the merit of putting pressure on people who are serving you. I’m no member of Mensa but I’m smart enough to know that I don’t want someone handling something I plan to eat being pissed off at me for my rudeness. But after today I won’t have to worry about that will I? I’m the “NICEST CUSTOMER”. Kudos pour moi!