Addressing the Store Clerk That Made Me Absolutely Without Words – Kudos to You
The scene was a Sunday morning, and I was sufficiently irritable, refueling my mother's vehicle. It was a typical gas station that operates as a convenience store, meaning there's a chance of ending up in line customers carrying goods of somewhat expensive items. A terrible fate to happen when your only desire is to get gasoline and leave. Dreadful.
I was fourth in the waiting line. There was only employee working, a youthful clerk. There was something unusual to her presence. Once the slowpoke at the front of the queue had finally paid for his Viakal, a baked snack, and a carton of eggs, I was certain overhearing the cashier wish him an excellent day. Unusual. Could be I misunderstood, or perhaps she spoke and was being sarcastic. The thought crossed my mind if she might actually be a supporter in my fight against faff, reflecting my irritation for those who delay straightforward customers like me.
Taking a step forward, becoming the third customer. The new leader of our group completed her gasoline purchase with impressive quickness. And there it was again: “Wishing you a marvelous day.” To be precise, it was “have a wonderful day”. A stateside native? In Stourbridge? The pronunciation indicated it, and hardly anyone here wishes anyone such a cheerful phrase, or merely a pleasant day. Quite out of place. It's uncommon to find people from America knocking around Stourbridge, certainly not employed at gas stations or other places.
Now I stood second. After an elderly lady embroiled in a right old battle with her carryall, her food items, her wallet and her membership pass. This took an eternity. Once completed, she too was wished a wonderful day. Clearly an American. Confirming it was possible by cracking a joke to her, to see if she did that response when they look at you, unsmilingly, and state very earnestly: “That is quite humorous.” However, nothing occurred of a funny comment to express.
In the end, I embraced for the absolute sincerity – or an impersonation of it, which amounts to identical in effect – as she gazed me right in the eye, piercingly, and wished me a wonderful day. My spirits lifted. Beneficial indeed.
