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A couple of weeks ago, I had this really sweet customer.
She was elderly, but not really old. She just looked like she had maybe had a hard life that had aged her.
It was obvious that she had been sick with some kind of cancer, because she was missing some of her ear, and it looked like nerves in her face were paralyzed.
She was the nicest woman.
She was looking for some mints that we had advertised. They aren't a Christmas item, really, but we only carry them at Christmas.
She said, "I just love these, but I only treat myself to them at Christmas."
We were sold out, because the price was really good.
I offered her a raincheck, and said they would be in on our next truck.
Like I say, she was such a sweetheart through the whole thing.
They were talking to one of my coworkers, and it was obvious they were friends.
Anyway, the truck came Tuesday, and as soon as I saw the case of mints, I said to the girls, "I'll price these, because I want to get that sweet old lady her candy."
Then I told them all about the sweet little old woman, and how nice she was.
Yesterday, my coworker just happened to mention he had to go to a special service for the wife of one of his service club members who had died.
She fell down the stairs earlier this week and hit her head, and had been in a coma, but had died.
He said, "I just can't believe it. They were just in here the other day."
I just went cold, and had a really bad feeling. I asked her name.
It was the woman with the mints.
It was all I could do to keep from crying right there.
I didn't even know this woman, but she left such an impression on me because she was such a sweet soul.
Life is so unfair.
That poor thing.
She was elderly, but not really old. She just looked like she had maybe had a hard life that had aged her.
It was obvious that she had been sick with some kind of cancer, because she was missing some of her ear, and it looked like nerves in her face were paralyzed.
She was the nicest woman.
She was looking for some mints that we had advertised. They aren't a Christmas item, really, but we only carry them at Christmas.
She said, "I just love these, but I only treat myself to them at Christmas."
We were sold out, because the price was really good.
I offered her a raincheck, and said they would be in on our next truck.
Like I say, she was such a sweetheart through the whole thing.
They were talking to one of my coworkers, and it was obvious they were friends.
Anyway, the truck came Tuesday, and as soon as I saw the case of mints, I said to the girls, "I'll price these, because I want to get that sweet old lady her candy."
Then I told them all about the sweet little old woman, and how nice she was.
Yesterday, my coworker just happened to mention he had to go to a special service for the wife of one of his service club members who had died.
She fell down the stairs earlier this week and hit her head, and had been in a coma, but had died.
He said, "I just can't believe it. They were just in here the other day."
I just went cold, and had a really bad feeling. I asked her name.
It was the woman with the mints.
It was all I could do to keep from crying right there.
I didn't even know this woman, but she left such an impression on me because she was such a sweet soul.
Life is so unfair.
That poor thing.
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