Okay. Today I needed to run a few errands before Christmas. I stopped into a local artisan shop. As I'm walking through the business, I could hear Dean Martin's version of "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" throughout the rooms. It was lovely. I found myself crooning along as I picked up different items.
As the young twenty-something woman cashed me out and handed me my change, I smiled and innocently said "Merry Christmas." Her response was a dead, blank stare back at me. Nothing else. Zilch. Nada. Nothing. I may have heard a lone cricket chirping, but that's about it. I was so taken aback, I just grabbed my purchase and walked out the door actually shaking my head in disbelief.
Did I expect a reciprocating,"Merry Christmas?" That would have been nice. I would have been fine with a "Happy Holidays." Heck, I would have taken a "Thank you" for cripes sake. But absolutely nothing??
Remember I mentioned things are weird to me... Well that was yet another perfect example of it. If the young woman has an "issue" with Christmas, maybe it's wise for the business owner not to have her cash out customers two days before Christmas. Just sayin'.
Next stop. A local drug store. When I handed the cashier a 50 dollar bill she had a total melt down. No exaggeration either. She started to rant about having no change for it and how everyone has been giving her 50's and 100's and now she has no change. I'm thinking, Ummm... I'm not trying to put you over the edge, lady. I just need some Advil. When I got into my vehicle, I proceeded to dump the whole contents of it into my mouth. But alas, I still have a headache.
Wait! There's more! Had to go to the HD to get my paint for the hutch. As I walked the aisles all I heard was complaining. Customers. Employees. Everyone was miserable.
That's when I decided to start whistling "Have A Holly Jolly Christmas" It was my Daddy's favorite Christmas song. Sure I got some strange looks. But that's nothing knew to me. I get that a lot.
I headed over to the paint department. The paint guy was nice and friendly. I even got a "Merry Christmas" when he handed me my paint and stir stick. Woo hoo!!
Then I go to cash out... Almost a similar scenario like at the artisan store.
I don't get it. Guess I never will. I just whistled a little louder as I walked out of the store.
Happy Wednesday, all.
Remember to be merry and bright and hopefully tick off a few people along the way. ((giggle))