The Kindness of Strangers

I’ve chronicled my struggle with loneliness in the past, as well as my futile attempts to make friends in the Tallahassee area. It’s not that the people here aren’t welcoming. They are very much so. It’s been more a matter of circumstances and scheduling. 
In my quest to stay busy and to keep myself out there I’ve become quite fond of our local Sephora store at Governor’s Square Mall. The young people who work there are so accommodating and friendly. Yes, they want to sell me beauty products, but they go about it so nicely.
Take Eddie, for example. The young man knows his stuff. This afternoon he treated me to a facial and even suggested a lower cost way to achieve the same results as the $66.00 product he used to make my skin glow. End result–I spent money on another product and left knowing I’d return soon for more goodies.

Never underestimate the power of kindness. Or good customer service.

  
Peace, people!

Unknown's avatar

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

2 thoughts on “The Kindness of Strangers”

Leave a reply to Lauren Cancel reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Praying for Eyebrowz

Doing the best I can with what I have

Chaos with Cheese

kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.

Christine's Collection

My streams of thought meet here

JULIJA RUART

Conceptual Photographer and Writer

Misterio Press

Killer Fiction

Sean of the South Podcast

Music and Storytelling

Life is a rusty rollercoaster

A bit of this...A bit of that...bit of everything...come on in...

roughwighting

Life in a flash - a bi-weekly storytelling blog

Mark My Words

MARK PETRUSKA | WRITER

Dave Astor on Literature

Short essays about novels and other fictional works

Here There be Poems

By Ian Garrabrant

incomprehensibus

Home of Micropoetry, Literature, art and philosophy.

Entertaining Stories

Just a fiction writer, trying to reach the world.

Wagons Ho

I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.