I recently had knee replacement/revision surgery, and while I have nothing to complain about in terms of health, compared to others who are dealing with real serious issues, I cannot walk so well just yet. 'Sway it goes! So, since there was a cart right by where I parked that I could use as a rolling walker sort of thing, I went in without my trusty cane. I only needed some chicken and some corn. I went in, got what I needed, but by the time I got to the register area, I was draggin' my wagon, if you will. Limpin' like a madman, walkin' like a bad man.
It must have been a sight. Because there were a couple of registers open, with lines mobbing around, and a young lady whose job it is to keep an eye on the lines and also assist people using the self-checkout machines spotted me and so very kindly called me over and opened a register so I could pay and go. I told her how much I appreciated her kindness. She could just as easily have looked the other way,
|Smile, Clarence! It's gonna be all right!|