Yesterday I spent part of the day driving my father in law to Lutheran Hospital to get his artificial hip checked out, as he has to do this once a year to keep his workers comp case open. He was almost killed in an industrial accident 16 years ago. Everything went smoothly and the doctor told him his hip was still very solid. After driving him back to his house and eating supper with them, I was on my way home.
In between their house in Medina and mine in Rittman, there is a small store called the River Styx Market. I will go in there every once in awhile for a soft drink and a newspaper. If I have Kathy along, sometimes we will go in for an ice cream cone. I stopped there for a Diet Coke(note to Johanna: They didn't have Coke Zero in the size I wanted.) and a copy of Farm and Dairy, a newspaper. When I got to the counter, I was asked how I was doing and I replied "Outstanding, but improving." One of the people working there then told me how they were discussing how grumpy so many customers were, but every time I come in, I'm always upbeat. I replied with my usual "Have a great day, and thank you for working at River Styx Market." That got the usual chuckle and appreciation I usually get when I end a transaction that way.
I'm glad that the Walmarts of the world haven't put small stores like this out of business. I think we need the personal attention we get from the small stores when we just need a few small items. I could probably get the items anywhere, but the service they provide isn't provided on any computerized program.