Jennifer Plesko

I’d like to say things have turned around, but it was a lousy Monday. But at least I had a moment where I could laugh at it.

A good friend of mine lost her father this weekend (that’s not the funny part). Since I can’t be there for the funeral, I went to Hallmark after my doctor’s appointment this afternoon. The lady who worked there just radiated Hallmark. She was sweet and cheerful, she had bouncy curls, and I’m pretty sure she even smelled like a Yankee Candle. She greeted me ever so politely and asked if she could point me in the right direction. I told her I was looking for sympathy cards.

“Oh I’m so sorry to hear that. You are the fourth person today that was looking for those. Well, they are right over here, and if you don’t find anything you like, let me know. We have another section I can show you.”

I thanked her, browsed through about a million sympathy cards, made my selection, and went to the register.

“Did you find one that will work?” she asked with a little head tilt.

“Yes, thank you,”

“Well good,” she said. And as I turned to leave she called out, “Come back in a week or so for a happier occasion. Like Valentine’s Day.”

Awesome.