I work at a gas station called QuikTrip. One of the ways I like interacting with my customers is to make 'clever' comments or puns based on statements they may be wearing at the time. For instance...Man walks in with a T-shirt that has the "I heart NY" printed on it. I say "do you love New York?" or "I think New york is pretty cool too." That being said I can begin the story:
A young woman enters the store. I have read her shirt before the door opens so as soon as she can hear me I say "Welcome to QuikTrip. I love Chocolate!" I say this because that is what her shirt said. She smiles in recognition of my statement and continues on with her day.
kind of a boring story eh? No real quirk to it. No reason to retell the story from my perspective. none at all. but lets take a look at it from the other employees perspective...
they are working. they are focused on what ever work it is that they are doing. They are not paying attention to who is entering or what their T-Shirt may or may not say. not one bit. They hear me say "Welcome to QuikTrip. I Love Chocolate!" They think "that's odd. he does not always say that. I wonder why it is that he said that." The they look up at me to see why I would make such a random declaration. and this is what they see
They see me. they see me looking at the customer. They then turn to look at the customer and they see a beautiful smile gracefully blooming upon an equally breathtaking face. A young woman that is very much the ebony to my ivory. A Nubian Princes she was!
Not one of my co-workers bother reading what her T-Shirt says at this point. Their heads snap back to look at me, and back to her. then to me again....They are shocked....They never thought I would...they are taken aback by how 'forward' I was....How out of character for me...stutter and stammer....
And I stand there trying to tell them I read a T-Shirt. It's no use. Perseption (sp?) is reality. So the rest of the day finds me greeting customers
"Welcome to QuikTrip, The darker the better!"
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