Monday, August 30, 2021

Don't Start Stuff With People.

There's a young grocery store cashier who's very quiet and very efficient. She's not the type to make small talk, but every now and then she responds "Welcome" to my "Thank you." It doesn't matter to me that she isn't chatty. Maybe she's shy. Maybe English isn't her first language. I'm happy that she works so swiftly, and I usually aim for her line because of her skill. One day, an older male customer in line ahead of me kept trying to make her talk. He repeated about three times: "Good afternoon. It's a nice day, isn't it? I said good afternoon. How are you doing today?" She didn't respond. She kept her head down and moved the grocery items, tapped the keys, bagged the groceries, announced the bill amount, and gave him his change. She did her job. I got a negative vibe from his behavior. It dawned on me that he was trying to make her talk to him and he felt she should be honored he was willing to interact with her. I started to say something, but she looked at me like she had it under control. When she finished bagging my items and gave me my change, she smiled and said to me, "Have a nice day!" I smiled and repeated the words to her.

Tell me what you think that was all about.         Sylvia @www.sylviabrownroberts.com

Thursday, August 19, 2021

Did You Lose Your Ring?


This is my confession: for five days, I couldn't find this ring. It's the ring my husband gave me eleven years ago in honor of our 10th wedding anniversary. It nestles between my wedding band and my engagement ring. Some may think it's modest, but to me, it's just right. I rarely take these two off my finger. 

About a week ago, I took off this ring and the wedding band before putting my hair in two strand twists. The product I use is not good for the stone and gets in the grooves of the band. I thought I put both rings on a ring stand. The next morning, I saw only the band on the ring stand. For the next few days I churned my brain and searched all over for the yellow gold ring. I prayed. I determined to tell the truth. On the 6th day, I found my ring in a pocket of the pants I wore the day I twisted my hair. Has something like this happened to you? Hope you had a happy ending, too.

Sylvia @www.sylviabrownroberts.com