Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!

Lisa: It was not that busy of an evening at work.  I was working on one of the slower lanes and while the customers were arriving in a steady stream, there was no backup like when I am on Lanes 1 -5 (note: Lanes 1-4 are the quick, small number item lanes and #5 is the full lane right next to it — usually one of the busiest of them all!).  In the event, about a few hours earlier, my baby (i.e., Shelby) stopped by to say hello.  When I don’t see her approach she usually comes right behind me and puts her arms around me.  It tends to give me a short scare but when I see who it is, my heart just bursts with joy.  [Jump ahead a few hours, very close to my lane closing and me heading home for the balance of the evening.]

As the last few customers are being checked out in my lane, I notice a Native American young man as my last customer.  As he placed his snacks, some soft drinks and a package of Huggies on the belt, I was being my typical self and just started talking with him.  He shared that he had two young kids at home (about ages 2 and 5) and was about 25 or 26 years old.  I shared that I had several kids of my own but they are all grown up.  However I did remember those years of the young ones.  We joked for a few minutes more, he paid his bill and I said “thanks for shopping here at Wal-Mart and have a great night”.  At that point, I started the clean-up process of my register..

A few minutes later,  this young man came back and suprised me with his arms around my waist me to give me a hug, I was a little startled, but I thought it was the embrace of my daughter coming back to see me.  Turning quickly and remembering those  immortal words of Mohammed Ali, “I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee,” However before I could reel back, he looked me right in the eye, had a big grin on his face and said “I just love you.”  Between the look and the delivery, I just lost it.  Smiling back, I shared that he just meet me, had a baby at home along with his wife, and that he should start moving before they throw him out the door . He than asked if he could call me sometime.  “Thanks but it is time for you to go.  Also I don’t think my boyfriend would not like it much.”  Like a wounded puppy, he tucked his tail between his legs and heading out the door.  Amusing.  Sad.  A compliment.  Regardless, just another day in the life of  this Wal-Mart cashier.  I am glad that I can touch others heart.


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