A rainy Friday in October is a real bummer for me. It stinks worse when it's the night of the homecoming game. There probably won't be much marching tonight, but the game will be against rival Chippewa, so maybe the Rittman Fighting Indians will be able to turn it up a notch.
Going through Wadsworth this afternoon, I noticed that I need to fuel up the WIXYmobile. I also decided to get Kathy a peanut buster parfait from the Dairy Queen inside the store. And of course, I stopped at the BellStores Marathon station on High Street. The world's greatest convenience store manager(tm), aka Beth, runs the store. We had a conversation, like we usually do, talking about life in the seventies, when dinosaurs roamed the Earth. Also about school days. Although most of our conversations in school occurred during the seventh and eighth grades, I had a respect for her all during our school years. She was one who had followed the golden rule, not the one that stated "those that had the gold rules, but the one that paraphrased said, treat others the same way you want to be treated.
While I was there, I was paying for a couple of Powerades, and told the cashier have a great day and thank you for working BellStores. Beth asked me if I wanted a part time job. That's not the first time a retail manager offered me a job after I said that. What I would love to do is be a customer service coach, as I feel that excellent customer service is fast becoming a lost art. I had sent an email to the corporate office of Bellstores, telling them how much I enjoy shopping there. This is mainly for the way they treat me when I come in there, no matter when it is I come there. And this has been ongoing for years. Part of that was to get some kudos in for Beth, but there has been good people working at that location for years. A former BellStores employee is Brenda of Snicker*Snicker*Snort fame.
Enough rambling from me. I hope you all have a great weekend.