Hi there, Dr. Jeff here on this Labor Day, 2010. Lisa Marie is sitting on the couch reading American history and overhearing the recording of this podcast. As I noted, Lisa has returned to school to complete her degree. This is the start of her Sophomore year and American history is just one of her many classes this semester. So as she was reading her book, I made her some coffee and a “light and fluffy” blueberry pancake. Enough of that.
Yesterday, there was lots of excitement at the store. It seems that there was this group of young boys about nine years old. Well, one of them walked over to one of employees and said that there was smoke in the girls area; and then he started to laugh. As this employee turned to look, a clothing rack of young girls clothing was on fire. As she turned to talk with this boy, he was gone. Security of course got involved as well has the local fire and rescue. When all was settled, the police and security went in back to look at the store tapes. This tapes have been used successfully in the past so I can only hope that they catch these young idiots.
Next topic, the “little one who loves me” There are times when Lisa seems to have lots of problems with working her hours, studying for exams and classes and than just trying to live life in general. It can be trying and just outright frustrating. However. . .it’s those little things that keep you going. The other day, Lisa had just gotten home and I could see that she was both very tired but had one of those looks upon her face. One of her regulars’ (customers and while it is still mind-boggling that she has regular customers — those individuals or family who will get into her line regardless of how busy or long the line is — week after week;), a young man about the age of 18 but with a mind of only about 6 years old was so excited to see her working. After the mom had finishing checking out, this young man ran around the counter, and ask her if he could give her a hug. A truly very touching moment, one that is etched into her mind and others around them. It’s events like that that makes working worth it.
Happy Labor Day and until next week. . . . .