There is something very special about southern living. The people are warm and friendly and life is a bit less frenzied. I have had two experiences this week that I wish I could say happen to me in the Norhteast.
First, I was in the local Home Depot looking for some mulch. A gentleman on a fork lift saw me reading signs, stopped and asked if he could help me. While the product I was looking for was sold out, he recommended a similar product (which was cheaper), loaded it on a flatbed cart for me and loaded it into my car. Would that happen in my local community? Pardon me while I laugh and cry at the same time.
The next day, I was in the grocery store shopping for wine. Don't get me started on how much I love buying wine in the grocery store. I was looking for another bottle of a wine we had the first night we were here. Another pleasant gentleman stopped what he was doing, came over the help me and went into the store room to bring out the wine I was looking for.....again, would this happen in the Northeast? I think not.
I want to live in the south and hope to have that dream come true some day.
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