12.01.07
Why Do I Attract These People?
I was picking up a few essentials at Raley’s (at Watt & Marconi in Sacramento) a couple days ago, and the young man bagging my groceries seemed really intent on helping me to my car. Generally I don’t accept this sort of help — in fact, I’ve never accepted it before — but this guy didn’t ask if I wanted help: he just asked, “Which way to your car?” Since I did have a box of firewood in the cart, I decided to roll with it. I pointed toward one of the exits, and off we went.
He was maybe eighteen, with blond hair, a thick Russian accent, and a valiant attempt at a goatee. On the way to the door, he asked me how I was doing. I told him I was doing well, and asked how he was doing. “Very blessed,” he said. One of those. We continued walking.
In the parking lot, about halfway to my car, he asked where I was from. “Around here,” I said, not wanting to get into a discussion about my recent move away from around there. “Downtown.”
“Can you guess where I’m from?” he asked.
“I’d guess Russia,” I answered — then, gauging his reaction, added, “or maybe the Ukraine.”
“Nope,” he said, a huge grin spreading across his face.
“Where?” I asked.
He nodded up to the sky and said, “Heaven.”
“Fair enough,” I said. At this point I was hoping to head off a sermon about how we’re all from Heaven and have been put here on Earth for some special purpose. I needn’t have bothered.
“Only those whose eyes are truly open can see that I’m from Heaven,” he explained. Then he loaded my purchases into the trunk and told me to have a blessed day. I told him to do the same.
Jim Said:
December 3, 2007 at 7:18 pm
Dude, there’s a reason I avoid that particular store, even though it’s the closest Raley’s to my house. How did you end up all the way out here in suburbia?
Donovan Said:
December 15, 2007 at 5:39 pm
That is so funny that you are irritated by that! I absolutely hate when people say they are blessed when asked how they are doing!!! Way to dodge that sermon you spoke of!