Thursday, March 31, 2016

Hit or Miss

On the way to visit my mother today, I stopped by the local grocery store to pick up some cheese for her. The counterman handed me the cheese and said "Thank you miss."

I have to say it made my day. It's been a long time since anyone called me a "miss." I've been a "ma'am" for I don't know how long.

Why should I care what the deli man calls me? I don't know, but I can still be pleasantly surprised.

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